Fruitpunchsamurai16 - Untitled

All of these are in character tbh so I'm not sure, but I'm guessing the third? And you may send me regular updates about your current state but even I don't know which songs you have stuck in your head

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damn I gotta think of another set now :D

also I send you like REGULAR updates about my current state how the fuck am I supposed to lie-anyways.

two truths, one lie.

I finally, LABORIOUSLY, (is that a word idk if its a word im making it a word) figured out majority of the scenes for the amv

my head has been playing a weird mashup of the new Aot opening, We Don't Talk About Bruno and that one "I am in misery-i save d*ck by giving it cpr" audio on repeat.

I have a sudden urge to buy more pretty rings since I woke up today

How big is the ball pit area going to be?

I don’t know the exact dimensions right now, okay

disney princess ✨

I'm up for this

jesperisamfbicon and @flower-of-darkness? a match made in heaven

Home?

Akutagawaism Cult members rise, I found a tiny Aku in the wild

I'm at a :.|:; for words.

do you ever think way too much about “He’s a friend. The sort who’d refuse to let you get thrown off a ship by yourself. The sort you’d try to protect, even though I told you it would mean your death.”; “He swims, I swim.” / “He worth that much to you?”; “If I send you away, I lose the last friend I have in the world. Who wins then, Jean? Who’s protected then?”; “The ‘Oh, look, Jean Tannen is lying about betraying his best friend in the whole fucking world to a couple of Verrari cutthroats’ signal!” / “I should’ve known. I should’ve known we didn’t even need it.”; “I can’t name the poison that’s killing your friend. But the one that’s killing you is called hope.”; “You saved me!” / “It’s my turn every couple of years.”; “[...] he found Jean Tannen was already waiting for him, with a cheap gray cloak in his hands. Before Locke could move, Jean flung the cloak around his shoulders.”; “You said you needed optics. […] I lifted some pairs for you.”; “Jean noticed that Locke’s fingers were curled tightly in against his palms, and he carefully eased them apart.”; “Incomprehensible babble.” Jean sat on the edge of the bed and gently pushed Locke’s sweat-slick hair out of his eyes. “I don’t understand a word you’re saying.”; “Jean!” Locke clutched weakly at the lapels of Jean’s coat with his good hand. “I’m sorry, I fucked up. Please don’t stay here and get caught; the blackjackets will be coming, soon. I couldn’t bear to have you taken. Please just leave me. I can’t walk.” / “Idiot, Jean whispered, brushing away hot tears with his good hand. “You won’t have to.”; “I don’t care if you cough up buckets of blood. Buckets I can carry.”; “Jean.” said Locke, “you are a greater friend than I ever could have imagined before I met you; I owe you my life too many times over to count. I would rather be dead myself than lose you. Not just because you’re all I have left.”; “Gods help me, I will never be better off without you.” or are you normal?

Every single odd number has an “e” in it.

Bitches love my lifeless dead eyes

The chronicle of the monk Herbert of Reichenau for the year 1021 ends “My brother Werner was born on November 1.“ 

1021 was not an uneventful year. The emperor began a campaign into Italy. Illustrious abbots died. There was an earthquake. But Herbert took the time to note, at the end of the year, that his brother was born. 

Of such acts of tenderness is history made.