Jamie definitely doesn’t like his birthday (for valid reasons fuck his dad) so for his 30th Roy and Georgie throw him a small party of them.

The team obviously throws him a big party and he’ll smile and be the golden party boy but he doesn’t actually love it.

Roy that morning and makes him a full non meal plan approved breakfast. Roy tells Jamie he’s allowed to pick anything to do that morning ( wink wink) ((they play fifa and Jamie finally gets Roy to admit the game is fun))

They go to Georgie’s house and Jamie is so shocked that his mom made him all of his favorite childhood foods and holy shit Roy fucking Kent loves him and is in his childhood house for his birthday.

It’s officially the best birthday Jamie’s ever had and it only gets better that night when they go home and Roy gives him a necklace with their jersey numbers.

Tonight I'll be wasted 🤪

what the hell happened last night

i am mimics wife i love themimic

A New Ally

Blaze sat alone. His mind was very groggy and his vision blurred. All around him were empty energon cubes that he had discarded. And he still held a full cup in his hand. Along with some more energon by his side. The memories had come to him again last night. Memories of his time in the war, Tormenting him. So he had turned to strong drink to drown them out once again. The ex decepticon was unaware of his surroundings in this drunken state. And had been making a hell of a racket this whole time. Not that he cared. All that mattered to the mech at this moment was what he was holding in his digits. which he aggresively guzzled down. Stopping every now and then the sing out in good cheers. @wild-at-spark

i loooooooovw my v.iicvvu vivi vi.ago. i loooooove him

Had alcohol for breakfast. I know I said I wouldn’t drink alone anymore but life is so much more fun this way?? And besides, nobody needs to know (my friends would be so angry). Only thing I’m afraid of is the calories. And that I need to be sober in 6 hours to drive to work and wait tables maybe.

Revert

Back

Into

What

Made

Me

Feel

The

Most

Whole.

when we’re done with our overwhelming grief we’ll eat i guess

I wish that even in my own community my existence werent discourse. who care what words I use. humans are complicated. let me be complicated . language is made up and society hates all of us, let us instead band together and murder kill our common enemy

WHENE MY TIME CO,,ES AROUDN LAY EM IN THE COLD DODARK EARYH

No amount of antidepressants, mood stabilizers and sedatives will ever hear me

It's me and my bad drunk decisions that I make