This reminds me about how I still get barbies from relatives and I didn't even like barbies when I was younger.
it’s just so funny how you can just click with some people but not others, like you can meet a new friend who completely gets you in like 2 weeks and yet have a parent or relative who still doesn’t know your simplest likes and dislikes after 20 years. its weird
Stop watching YouTube and go get water. Drink.
one of you needs to tell me to stop watching youtube and go get water. please.
- conversations about the fabric of the universe
Ideal relationship for me would include:
- 1 a.m. Taco Bell runs
- Sing duets together
- Cuddles
- Cooking together
- Making crafts together
- Late night chats about conspiracy theories and politics
- More cuddles
Do you ever swing for so long you end up sore?
I'm the wooden floor that dosent know how to comfort people :)
Even more fun in the dark!
why do i always have random motivation to make art in the middle of the night i am tired and gay how does my brain expect me to create anything decent in such a state
Time for I say what some lyrics mean to me.
" eyes closed and I don't wanna see I've seen your dumb face all of my life"- so dead
To me this represents the time after someone dies and if you see anything that can be construed to remind you of them makes you cry.
I've decided I'm going to read some fan fiction.
I’m really bored.
From @lexi-dermain
To: @headfrst4halos
Okay so it said I could choose between any combination of daniel, Armand, lestat and Louis so I chose daniel and Armand sense they are my comfort characters. I was also able to choose between night island and current for timing, I chose night island becouse it meant human daniel was okay. Then as you can tell I drew them ice skating! Because I just thought it would be cute. i do really actually like how it turned out. I still want to add a few finishing touches but for now it’s nice. P.s. sorry I submitted for checkins late, I had to do something with my family
Hey part of the brain that controls self esteem, could you you know work. Or just not suck. Or at least try.
- July 10, 1912
- The diaries of Franz Kafka, travel diaries
[ID: July 10. Sprained my ankle. Pain. End ID]