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where you draw the line forever confuses me
Me- honestly gore just doesn't bother me, like I have too much on my plate for that shit
Friend- GORE DOESN'T BOTHER YOU YET MAJOR CHARICTER DEATH IS WHERE YOU DRAW THE LINE?
Me- what I like my fanfic fluffy
Friend- beast of Brooklyn
Me- ok that was pretty tame, exept for that part where one of the MC's died.... WAIT SEE I DO DO MAJOR CARICTER DEATH
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Where do you see yourself in 5 years?
Look buddy, i’m just trying to make it to Friday.
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Laurent: *wears an earring*
Charls: whose pet is this?
Laurent: *takes off his earring*
Charls: GASP! The PRINCE!
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name~ christina
zodiac~ taurus
height~5’
languages~ english, some spanish & french
fav fruit~ raspberries
fav scent~ anything like flowery or like musky
fav color~ light yellow and pink
fav animal~ bees, axolotl, cats, dogs, snakes, ferrets
coffee/tea/hot chocolate~ all the above
fav sweet~peanut butter m&ms and sour patch kid watermelon
dream trip~ traveling through europe meeting new people and seeing a bunch of places
favorite fictional characters~ oh god uhm, bucky, natasha, merlin, gwaine, howl 🥰, sugawara, many more i can’t think of rn
blog created~ uhm sometime in 2016? 2015 ish
last movie~ howls moving castle
song on repeat~ heatwaves by glass animals
favorite holiday~ halloween
idk who to tag lol 😂
Thank you @scorp-yo for the tag!! <33
Name: Jacqueline, Jack
Zodiac Sign: libra
Height: 5'7
Languages Spoken: English
Favorite Fruit: apples! strawberries are close behind tho
Favorite Scent: mahogany coconut, apple blossom, and my dad's cologne
Favorite Color: pink, purple, and yellow
Favorite Animals: cats, golden retrievers, dwarf hamsters, and sugar gliders (yes, i'm biased)
Coffee/Tea/Hot Chocolate: hot chocolatey milk and hot chocolatey milk only
Favorite Sweets: I love fruity things. sour gummies might be my fav though
Dream Trips: I'd love to go to carmel-by-the-sea with my family again like when I was little tbh
Favorite Fictional Characters: oh no i cannot choose. Kaladin, Adolin, Dalinar from Stormlight and Eugene, Nick, Seiji, Jesse from Fence are probably the ones to cite? but also Deryn Sharp (genderfluid king) and Septimus Heap and O Beetle Beetle and Artemis Fowl and Holly Short and oh man I'm gonna stop there but honestly there's so many more
When Was This Blog Created: 2012
Last Movie I Saw: bitch. you think i have the attention span for movies? nah. i have no clue what the last one i saw was
Song on Repeat: Nightmare by Halsey (brain decided to associate it with Jesse lmfao)
Favorite Holiday: probably Halloween--I like dressing up
tagging @im-your-rival @internetbanality and @derping-my-way
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similar to @literally-magnus-bane i have my own character and headcanons also thank you to @marauder-level-chaos for the moodboard
head canon time
eva, teddy/albus/scorpius era
hufflepuff - dating scorpius in 5th year
full name is evaline but everyone calls her eva
adopted by bay before eva’s first year
muggleborn- biological family like the dursley’s
is very calm and nice but will fight someone if they are homophobic or mean
hears alllll the tea from bay and will call out all the teachers except mcgonigal
bakes when she’s nervous and stressed, will be in the kitchen cooking till ungodly hours
bay is the only one that can calm eva, eventually scorp can too
teddy and her make fred and george level chaos
she is very against “love” and refused to believe she liked scorpius until someone made fun of scorp for having a death eater dad and eva beat them up so bad they were in the infirmary for 3 days
this is all for now :)
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Cas, come back
This is what I think Dean was going through when Cas told him he loved him and then died. This is also for all those people who said Dean/Jensen are homobhobic in that scene. I hope this helps you understand things a little better. Let me know what you think of this.
Warnings: major character death, angst, swearing
Dean knew their decisions would have consequences. He just never thought they would lead him here. Ten years ago, had somebody told him that he would meet his end at the hands of Death, he would not have believed them. Ten years ago, he would not have believed a lot of things. However, Cas was the only one giving him any hope. Cas - his best friend, his angel, the love of his life. Not that Dean could ever admit that out loud.
“There is one thing she is afraid of.” Cas said, snapping Dean out of his daze. “I made a deal with the Empty to save Jack - the price was my life. If I ever felt true happiness, the Empty would take me forever.”
“Why tell me this now?”
“I wondered what it would be, my true happiness.” Cas went on, as though he hadn’t even heard Dean. “The one thing I want is something I know I can’t have. I think I know now: happiness isn’t in the having, just being, just saying it.”
Saying what? Cas’ blue eyes were filled with tears, his voice wavering. Dean didn’t dare to say anything. He knew his voice would betray his true feelings if he opened his mouth. And he knew he couldn’t afford to do that, not now.
“I know how you see yourself. Destructive, angry, broken, daddy’s blunt instrument, hate and anger - but it’s NOT who you are. Everyone sees it. Everyone who knows you knows that what you’ve done, you’ve done for love. That is who you are. You’re the most caring man on earth, the most selfless, loving human being I will ever know. Knowing you has changed me. You cared - so I cared, about you, about Sam, about Jack. I cared about the world because of you. You changed me, Dean.”
“Why does this sound like a goodbye?” Dean asked, gulping down his tears. Cas flashes him a sad smile.
“I love you.”
“Don’t do this, Cas!” Don’t say that. Everyone who had ever loved him, had left. Lisa, Mary, Ben. Dean could not afford to go through that one more time. Especially not with Cas. It’s why Dean could never tell the blue-eyed angel how much he loved him. Before Dean even had a chance to say anything, Cas swiftly pushed Dean out of the way.
“Goodbye, Dean.” Cas said, as the Empty swallowed him. Cas, come back. There was a reason Dean had stayed away from love, and this was it. The pain of losing somebody he loved hurt so deep, it was better not to love at all. Or at least not act on that love. Dean stared blankly at the spot where the Empty had taken Castiel, tears rolling down his face. I-I love you, too, Cas.
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some would say above average lol
Really I'm just ahead of the game like most people start questioning the existence of Love around like their mid twenties I did it in my mid-teens most people have a crisis about their religious identity around probably starting in high school-ish through young adulthood mine started when I was eight and ended when I was 19 I'm just ahead of the game I'm ahead of the curve y'all just jealous
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I'm living for my mother calling me a gold digger as an insult, like being a gold digger is just a good financial move
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This is inspired by a convo I had with @alfredhoe420 cus we don't need trust just cream cheese
Me- do you cream cheese me?
Person- fucking what?
Me- DO YOU CREAM CHEESE ME THIS IS IMPORTANT
Person- what the fuck is wrong with you?
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*new moon in like 2 weeks*
Me- on the new moon I'ma finally get my wards set up
Me- orders black tourmaline
Me- has yet to finish my research on warding or think about how I'm going to set them up/structure them
Me- watches more gilmore girls as my spirit guide screams in the background
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look, I know I should be working on my book or re making my bed but instead y’all are gunna hear my takes on last airbender cus that show is god teir and I love it
first a disclamer I have seen the hole show but never all in one go so if my time line is fucked or I miss a point sorry, secondly I should mention I have never seen kora so keep that in mind…. I have no idea if that will actully be aplicable but what ever here we go, oh last thing I’m not really spell checking so sorry in advance
lets start with Iroh, he is such an important charicter, one cus he’s like one of two mentally stable people on that show, and two because hes hella powerfull, this man taught our king Zuko everything he knows pretty much was the crown prince growing up is actually leavel headed and you know can BREATH FIRE, honestly hes just like the best and like whenever I need some good advise I just try to think of what Iroh would do, like this man didn’t let the fire nation corupt him, like yes he was a very promanet and powerful general, yet we never see him ecxibit the same type of coruption that his brother does also he is the main reason that Zuko is able to see the coruption of the fire nation himself as well as how Zuko is able to see that his place is as the avatars teacher and not as the exiled prince, Iroh is literaly the only man I will ever love hes like the father I never had, not that I have a bad relationship with my dad, its just that Iroh is the man I look up to he is able to do so much for those around him with out sacrificing his charicter or his own morals and I think we can all learn something from Uncle Iroh even if its just to have a nice cup of jasmin tea
next I’ma talk about Ozi I don’t have much to say other than that he is the reason I have trust issues with my country well him and living in the states
Azula honestly I know shes suposed to be a villan but what can I say shes hot also her flirting skills are honestly about as good as mine I also really love that we get to see more than just one out come of having an abusive parent because of her, now I’m not going to diagnose Ozi but if he were to have narssasistic personality dissorder I would not be suprised I mean its supper clear that he uses Zuko as a scapegoat and that Azula is the “golden” child I will say that even though Azula has her issues they are born of her trama I mean she thought her mother didn’t love her the only prase she gets is from Ozi and only if she acts how he wants her to, I think the best example I can think of is when she Mia, Ty lee and Zuko are at the camp fire sharing trama (which like mood) she acts like everyone is just puting on a show to earn sympathy bc she only got love or attention if she put on a show for Ozi if she made sure that she was exactly who he wanted his child to be, you also see this when she is trying to capture Zuko and Iroh she eassaly is able to act like the loving welcoming baby sister Zuko wants she is extreemly skilled at making people see what/who she wants them too, I think its also important to keep in mind when we talk about/think about Azula to remember she was 14, and who knows how young she was when she started being a part of councel meetings, I mean she saw her father burn half her brothers face off at…12? I think
now to touch on Mia, I personaly wish I had a better grasp of her personality bc she is defenatly someone who has a lot to say, I mean that hole “no you miss calculated I love Zuko more that I fear you” like DAMN that was amazing, she is amazing! yet the thing is I really never saw her love for Zuko other than in that one seen like yeah they dated but it was like how kids date in middle school for the title of boyfriend/girlfriend I also feel like she and Zuko only brought the worst out in each other, all I’m saying is that that relationship was bad for her (also I ship her with Ty lee but thats a diffrent convo) all in all I think that she is a very powerfull woman and I think that she sould have gotten more screen time, also as for why I ship her and Ty lee is i mean I couldn’t have been the only one who saw her reaction to Ty lee being with Azula right?
Honestly Ty lee deserved better than she got with her friendship with Azula she was just trying her best to be her own person yet insted she was made to be Azula’s play thing esentally she was since childhood made to follow Azula’s wishes without complaint and when she finally gets herself on a path to happyness Azula comes along and rips that from her, and I jusr want her to be happy like actual real happy
ok an honerable mention before I finish my fire nation post, I will be making a post for every one else as well, that one fire sage who helped Aang he is the real mvp of the fire nation, as well as the poor fire nation teacher who had to teach Aang i have no clue what she is being paid but having to put up with Aang as a student she deserves a rase
and last but definetly not least my favoret, Zuko now I’m not gunna say much on him cus everyone have probably already said it and better than I could, but like his charicter development is some of the best writing ive seen also the fact that we get to see a teen just trying his depressed sleep deprived best is the greatest thing on that show, I just really love that even though his allyances changed his character didn’t he was still just a teen tramatized by war and working towrds peace and prosparety and that is something I can relate to, hes a fuck up but hes doing his damn best
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soooo i got bored and decided to write some angst-it’s my first time writing angst so i hope it’s good-
background info:there’s powers and magic, mason is the asshole ex boyfriend while emerson is the ‘villain’ not-boyfriend-but-want-to-date new guy, ENJOY
tagged: @thewaywardimpala @literally-magnus-bane
Emerson was flipping through his book, probably searching for a spell of some kind. Although I really don't see the point in doing this now. Would have been better when they were just shouting. Mason starts to throw potions from the wall Emerson.
“EM, DUCK!” I thankfully warn him before any of the bottles hit him. I'm useless at the moment, I should have known better than to follow mason here.
“All you have done is cause trouble to this town, you've destroyed half the buildings!” Mason is apparently multitasking now, throwing objects and throwing insults. “On top of all that your a horrible arch nemesis”
“Didn't know that's what I was, thought I was just the extremely handsome star quarterback” I swear if Emerson survives this I am so killing him myself. I give him my best are-you-kidding-me look.
“ Mason, we can just talk about this,!” I turned to Mason trying to get him to hear me out. “Lets just go home there's no reason for this fighting” I try to walk towards him with my hands up to maybe calm him slightly. I get lifted from the floor and start moving backwards. I quickly feel sharp pain throughout my body.
“You fucking prick!” I hear Emerson shout as I feel myself drop to the floor. I can already feel the tears in my eyes as I try to get my breathing back, the ringing in my ears never leaving. I keep my eyes to the floor as I try to focus my breathing. The mix of ringing and pounding in my head was not helping. There must be some way I can get everyone out in one peice. I can’t call the police or they would arrest Emerson, I dont have anyone besides the firm but they wouldn't understand. I raise my eyes from the floor to see Mason taking a more defensive stance. The furniture around me starts to float. I look over to Emerson who looks to be saying something although I can't seem to hear anything. The floating furniture starts to break apart and fall to the floor.
“ How did you just do that!’ Since when was Mason so loud. I try to get my vision to even out.
“ i'm not telling you a prick like you”
“ not very creative with those insults.”
“Jeez why would anyone date you!.” I start to glare at Emerson, I see him look my way giving a small sorry before turning back to Mason.
“HEY! Don't look at her, she's not a part of this.” I really was saying that i'm the whole reason that they were even in the same room, but it was probably a bad time to even think about that. “ Since when fighting has turned into throwing insults, start throwing punches, you shit”
“ this turned into an insult match when you lost your floating items” Guess even in a time like this Emerson will be a smartass. Mason starts to move forward, he's using his power to float some leftover furniture into the air. Emerson stays in his place, why isn't he moving? Shouldn't he be moving? Isn't that how fighting works? I center my feet on the ground using the wall as my support, taking my eyes away from the fight is probably a bad idea but I have to get up if I want to solve any of this, I slowly move from sitting to resting myself on my knees, resting to let the pounding in my head settle before I move more. I take a breath in before giving a push of energy to stand. My head started spinning more. I could tell there was shouting and breaking going on but everything was mumbled and sounded watery. I keep my hand on the wall hoping to get the spinning to stop, I fall back to sitting, shit that wasn't the plan. I see the blurry outline of items that were once floating now on the floor and what looks like a broken potion by Mason’s feet. Em must have thrown a power weakener. Emerson still isn't moving, he must know that the potion can only last so long.
“Mason please, listen to me.” He finally turns to look at me,”please let's just go home”
“Really you want to go home with that asshole! He literally just threw you against a wall” Why is Emerson speaking i'm trying to help him. I take my eyes off of Mason to look at Emerson.
“Emerson this is not your relationship, I loved him”
“Exactly ‘Loved’, you wouldn't know what love was if it hit you in the head” Now that one hurt, I’m sure my face showed it. Emersons face quickly turned to shock as he probably realized what he said. As if he could say anything he doesn't know what love is either. I didn't realize I was crying but I can taste the tears on the corner of my lips. I look over to Mason, he looks bored of what's going on.
“Can we wait till after I throw you into jail for the sob story to appear?” He starts to float the broken furniture again, the potion seemed to wear off. I don't even bother to look over to Emerson. I had been sitting the whole time, but at this point I just want to get out of here. The door was behind Mason,if I can get up I might be able to turn invisible long enough to get myself at least to the door without them noticing. I glance from the door to their fighting, they seem to be busy shouting at each other. I plant my feet on the ground in a running position. Hopefully I can make it to the door without passing out. Once I get out the door I don't know what to do. I give a final glance over to the fighting. Emerson has turned more defensive while Mason is going full offence. I see Mason get ready to throw what looks like a broken leg of a table at Emerson, my heart hurts thinking about him not getting out of this alive. I can't think that I have to run while they're distracted.
“That's all you got! How would you like it being thrown at you!”
I close my eyes and focus on getting the power to run . It's been awhile but I hope it works. I open my eyes and see my hands and feet have disappeared. I look up to the door and sprint as fast as I can. I’m at the door when I feel a sharp pain throw my back. I look down and see I'm no longer invisible and seem to have the table leg through my stomach.
“That wasn't the plan,” I mutter as I feel my legs give out under me.
“SYDNEY! Oh no, shit! It's gonna be okay” Emerson has run up to me and is kneeling by me. I look over his shoulder and see Mason on the ground with a broken potion by his feet. “It's just a knockout potion, look at me please,” I look into his eyes although they're starting to get blurry at this point, “I'm so sorry I didn't think he would dodge it so quickly. If I knew you were behind him I wouldn't-” I shush him. He's going on a tangent and I can tell he's starting to panic. I slowly move as best I can to rest my head on his shoulder. I can feel his tears starting to fall onto me. “I promise everything is going to be okay. Come on, let's go, I have to get you to a hospital.” He starts to get up but I put my hand on his shoulder, stopping him.
“What have I said about promises you can't keep.” My voice is weaker than I thought it would be. “Just,stay please.” I pull him back down. “If I don't make it I don't want my last memories to be running to a hospital.” I look up to where he's now sitting in front of me, I bring my hand up to his face,”please let me have my possibly last moments be of you and, “ I bring both my hands to hold his face. “This amazing face of yours.” he leans into my hands and smiles and throws tears. The room starts to get darker and I can feel my hands getting heavier. I take my hands from his face and lean into his chest. He brings me closer and I feel him bringing me into his lap and wrapping his arms around me.
“Please don't go '' I hear him say above me, his voice sounds like it's breaking but it's getting quieter. I'm surprised I've lasted this long.
“We both knew this day would arrive,” I pushed myself further into his arms. “Emerson?” I look up at him as he pulls away slightly to be able to look at me. I pull my hand from my side and rest it on his face. “Thank you for showing me what my worth is, and for teaching me to never settle for anything or for anyone.” I know my own tears are falling and I can feel myself drifting in and out of consciousness. “I know you're not gonna believe me but I want to thank you for also teaching me that what is right and wrong aren't as clear as black and white” I can barely get my words out as I'm crying and trying to keep my breathing going. “ I'm not gonna have my last words be a sappy I love you. because that's not true, I’m not gonna lie and say I love you when it's not true.” My breathing is slowing. I try to keep it going so I can just finish what i need to say. “I might not love you but I know I now have the capability to love you, and I wish I had more time to do that.”
“Sydney I-” why is he talking now he has so many chances to. My tears fall faster.
“I care so much about you Emerson,” I feel my breathing start to give out. The adrenaline is wearing off and the pain is kicking in. I've been looking into his eyes but never really registering them in my brain as I've been talking. “Your eyes look amazing in this lighting.” I laugh out loud when I feel my last breath as I rest my head against his chest and close my eyes.
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If kinetic energy can be converted to thermal energy, how hard do I need to slap a chicken to cook it?
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the woods
Never go into the woods, it’s the first lesson you ever learn or it’s the last you’ll ever know. My life has always been a series of don’ts and shouldn’ts and musin’ts and half the time they contradict one another, except the warnings of the woods. Everyone in my village knows the dangers of the woods, no one knows how deep they go, or even the things that live within the woods we all just know to stay away. Yet the kids are getting bolder as each generation goes by asking questions of things they should not know of. They are going into the woods, little by little, thinking that we are scared only because we do not know the woods and if we were to learn of them we would not be as frightened. Yet I have seen the demons in these woods, I have heard their hungry cries, I know the secrets of the woods. I answered the siren’s calls long ago. The calls that all youngsters hear, and few are brave enough to answer. We may not know the demons of the woods yet we all know that the deep magic is still fresh within there shadows, or we did yet the new generations forget why we lock our doors at night why the rifle is loaded by the door, they believe they are above the danger of the wood, they have forgotten how we used to make sacrifices to keep away the monsters, for that is what they are, not demons as my people liked to call them, for they are from this world and not the next. The fact that God has put them here for some ungodly unfathomable reason is why we should still be scared of the wood and its deep magic. Yet the newer generations talk of expanding of cutting down the trees in the woods so as to have more land to farm, yet they have forgotten the children who went missing from that sirens call long ago only a few of the children can hear the sirens calls these days over all that unholy ruckus and even as we call out louder and louder the traditions which kept us strong have begun to fade if they are not all gone already. For even from my youth we were getting bolder and more daring but only a few for we still remember the time from when the deep magic was within us, yet the magic within has long since fled to deep within the woods. When I stop my cry for the second that it takes to refill my lungs I remember clear as day.
I remember my mother’s voice telling me the rituals and the story’s of the woods.
I was a foolish foolish child who thought that I could outsmart the wood when I first heard the sirens calling out to me. I did not heed the stories they were telling me of their deaths, I only heard of the beauty that lives within the woods. At first, it was fun. Yet the deeper I went each day the more I saw and yes, I will not lie. It was beautiful. Yet that was before I saw the monsters within the depths, shriveled nasty things. Oh why do you not heed our warnings, young ones, why do you believe that you will not fall prey the same as I? who knows the beauty and the heartbreak of the woods and all of its lies.
Oh those creatures who need no light to survive some who need no food, I will not lie and tell you they were all horrifying. The only truly horrifying thing was - no I can not.
Why would you forget oh young ones why would you forget? We wrote it down, we teach it in schools and surely you have heard the tails of those we have lost to the woods, sisters and brothers, aunt and uncles, mothers and fathers! Oh, why would you stop? Why would you want to live here within this hell? Has truly no one taught you that once you enter you can never leave?
NEVER ENTER THE WOODS DO NOT DO AS I HAVE DONE.
Oh my sweat oh lovely summer child- remember the blood we sacrificed you and I? No- you would not for you are long gone and I am still here- I suppose, it truly does not feel as if I’m anywhere yet I still remember the stories… I do suppose that by now the stories of my youth are the stories of old now. How odd that is to be here long after I have gone and yet I am of no use for they do not heed my cries, beware the woods where the deep magic still runs true. The monsters here are not at all as nice as I. They do not remember their humanity as I do, though I suppose some of these lightless ones never truly had that, not as you and I do…. did.
Be where the woods you cannot leave, they will drown much like the oceans of other realms. I can feel it beginning to surge up the deep magic. Be where my love. For I am long since dead, a demon in the forest and yet I will kill you to try to regain my humanity which is lost so long ago now.
For now, I have you within reach in my wood. I will never let you leave. I told you at the start of my story that if you did not already know to fear the woods it would be the last thing you ever would, just as it is my only memory, the horror of there’s woods.
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the one brain cell thoughts
by yours truly
Anything is legal if you don’t get caught
if I’m not dead yet it’s a good idea
If I can graduate then anything is possible
Ask a stupid question get a stupid answer
Trying to fight god. Haven’t found him yet
‘Bet’ -me everyday
Might fight you not sure yet
Where’s natural selection when you need it
Duck tape can fix anything
Never do your bangs at 2am do it at 2pm. better lighting
Never trust your gut. Trust your 3am thoughts
Don’t listen to the voices in your head mostly if it says to eat one cookie. Eat the whole container
I can function most of the time and that’s good enough for me
I borrowed a brain cell for a test it’s mine now. Sorry Tanisha
You may think my out of context conversations are weird, its weirder with the context
My joints are rickety and do the crickity crackity
Ham -crystal 2020
Alveoli alveoli I need to breatholi
Get a cookie not a mans
Falling in love triggers the fight or flight reaction in the body.
My life is a slow burn I don’t want to read
Slang is just spicy language
Somewhat is good enough for me
My joints are like rice crispys they snap crackle and pop
Been there, done that, had the panic attack
been there, done that, got bored
never date anyone with a ass less then 8.3
‘fuck the police’ -believe me i’m trying
i’m not a slut for many things but italian food is one of them
i’m a perfectly stable human with unstable tendencies
i’m not mentally stable enough to be pg
time to get this bread, not money i mean actual bread i’m so hungry
alec benjamin hits different at 2 am, side note i’m crying at 2 am
alfredo is basically just mac and cheese in cursive
gotta learn the law so i can find the loopholes
it’s hydrate or dydrate but they never said what to hydrate with finna chug a bottle of alcohol
does that number make sense? no, am i using it anyways? yes
i would just like to thank what ever god is out there for giving me mark sloan with only a towel on, anyways i’m out of water
any straw is a bendy straw if your strong enough
if i’m gonna have the trauma might as well have all of it
at least i’m not screaming
i’m willing to commit, not to you to a felony maybe
i add love and chaotic energy to my baking
not all men, yeah zuko wouldn’t do this to me
zuko has me beliveing real life people have character arcs
bean juice make brain go nyoom nyoom
hitler was just a toddler with a mustache, discuss
i’m a damaged item, there’s no discount put me back before you break me more
do i want to be the step mom or the fire princess, decisions decisions
katara could have had the meal that was zuko but she chose the trash goblin anng??
i have daddy issues it’s fine
fuck being the ceo when i can fuck the ceo
Avatar has a great plot, except plot is spelled Z-U-K-O
the new testament is just fan non-fiction
if god can’t help maybe the devil can
dying can wait tea can’t
if y’all gonna keep asking for nudes imma start asking for a price point
men don’t deserve pockets
who ever wants me in the kitchen must want their house burned down
if satan wants my soul i’d give it to him cause at least i’m wanted
coughing is spicy breathing
passing out is just your body turning you off to turn you back on again
the car lanes are just nyoom and nyoom but faster
achievement unlocked:daddy issues worse then zuko....you good dude?
sorry i haven’t unlocked that word yet
snakes have a special home in my emotional instability
that takes too many brain cells
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