anyway besties it’s still loading
i just realized in my first post (Haikyuu First Years at the beach) Every time i mention the first years it sounds like i intentionally have given the third years the “parent of the team” trope (like the sugamama and Dadchi thing 😟) and nobody cares but i wanted to say THAT WAS NOT MY INTENTION i literally hate the hc that the third years are like the parents of the team because i think it’s annoying and inaccurate. “so tsukishimastan, why don’t you just fix it?” BECAUSE i’m lazy and yeah. anyways i just had to say that because it was bothering me k bye
Wow i say a song sucks, and that billie can do better and I’m called cruel. Nice.
I. Want. To. Go. Home.
Here’s to the most beautiful boy in the entire universe
You want pictures of my body in your phone but you don’t even know me. Why should I let you have a piece of myself? You do not deserve me, my body or any part of my life. K bye!
Soooo… I was scrolling through Twitter and someone posted that Eve Best aka the one and only Headmistress Farah Dowling have been cast as one of the main characters in “House of the Dragon.” I hope this doesn’t clash with the filming for Fate (whenever they decide to start production on that), bc I will ugly cry if she doesn’t come back. Am I in denial? Yes. Bc I refuse to believe that kick-ass Farah Dowling will go down that easily and leave Alfea in Rosalind’s crusty claws. Also, I may or may not have an obsession with #Silrah and I really need them to have more scenes together.
ok thanks for tolerating me for the last 5 minutes i’m taking off my clown makeup now
Just drank an energy drink for the first time. I Am nOT oKaY.
anyway i’ll shut up about my health class but its literally the only class i can poke fun at
my teacher: these things work, unless you have chronic anxiety
um sir have u seen ur class
lil bit of expression practice with these drama queens
i missed the old design,,
If you mean my miscellaneous posts
a collection of my favorite tags
it’s them :<
I think I’m going to actually start blogging again. I know I barely have any followers and I probably don’t even have anything too fascinating to say, but hell it makes me happy. I can ramble on and on about nothings and I won’t get the panic look from others wanting to escape the conversation with me. I can say what I want without having a damn filter. I can talk about all the emotional shit that has fucked me up and still can’t fucking deal with it. I can tell you about all the sexual encounters that ‘I remember’ because there was a lot. Where do the fuck do I start though? I mean I could just fucking tell you from the very fucking beginning, but I dunno yet. I’m gonna think about it or most likely forget that I even made this post in about 24 hours. The mind of someone who is ambitious at night, but the next day forgets she was going to create said masterpiece.