Annabeth Trying To Dismantle A GOD's Unbeatable Machine Because Her Fatal Flaw Is Hubris And Percy Just

custom-made armor. and swords. lots of swords

what's your "if I won the lottery I wouldn't tell anyone but there would be signs" thing? mine is getting a fully green kitchen

6’2 and standing at the front of the crowd is crazy. you already have an advantage just by being alive brother. blocking out all the sunlight. life on the forest floor, withering away

“How’s your WIP going?”

"Have you made any progress?”

“How close are you to being done?”

i realized was in the middle of a bad anxiety phase when earlier today i had to google the phrase "something came up" before sending a text. to make sure it was a real thing people say.

Can’t believe I ran into the infamous Barron Weezer DS post like 2 years later

every one of my dnd PCs

accidentally made all my ocs aspec. oops

I like how you refer to having sex as "the task at hand". Corporate email core

call me microsoft office the way i excel at spreading those sheets. to have sex in there. Word

Me: You know how when you were a kid and you’d wish that you’d get sick or injured in a way that would justify why you didn’t live up to your potential?

Everybody, apparently: No?

made by yours (un)truly