Just so you all know, I am giddy with gremlin-like excitement over the chapter I just posted.
ive had a god complex ever since i could never find my name on those gift shop keychains
imagine being able to listen to carry on my wayward son, objectively a fucking banger of a song, without inflicting psychic damage on yourself
every time I see a post about That Movie I go “damn I should find this it’s gotta be streaming somewhere” and every time the truth smacks me in the face just like Katya’s bourbon smashed into Andrey’s shoulder that night by the river
“teenagers who are home alone throw parties” you dumb shit muppets have you never seen the Home Alone movies or even met a teenager??? being left home alone means eating lots of junk food on the living room floor in various states of undress while playing music too loud and messing up your sleep schedule, who the fuck socializes
bitch, i’m raising my hand, my feet and my four lightsabers. I haven’t been so stressed out since my first finals in uni. Which is when I started reading the Desert Storm. I now start to think, maybe it was connected somehow...
If you too have been personally victimized by the recent chapters of @blue-sunshine-mauve-morning’s Desert Storm series, raise your hand 😭
Alternative Old Man Viktor really said "the moment you undoom me from the narrative the wedding is Back On" and Jayce responded with "Say less pookie" and immediately RAN back to do it on a broken leg
supernatural, love it or hate it, is the spectre haunting this website, it’s the phantom, the undead soul of the tumblr golden era, it trending higher than ryan reynolds joining tumblr is a reclamation and an affirmation, this is OUR land
every year after you turn 17 you get further away from being the age of the dancing queen and that’s my least favorite thing about growing up