the one

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✨🍂🎃october won't be a shit storm🎃🍂✨

✨🍂🎃october won't be a shit storm🎃🍂✨

✨🍂🎃october won't be a shit storm🎃🍂✨

✨🍂🎃october won't be a shit storm🎃🍂✨

✨🍂🎃october won't be a shit storm🎃🍂✨

This is terrible

I'm on a doctor/surgeon mandated liquid diet, after having my jaw removed.

If anyone could float me anything, I'd be beyond grateful!!!

paypal.me/goddamnitshannon

Soulmates were a… strange concept.

Percy Jackson, for one, had no idea how he felt about them. Somewhere out there was a person, specifically meant to be his. His mom had described his dad as someone who completed her. She’d said it felt like her life just didn’t sit right until she met Percy’s dad. And when she saw him, everything just worked. Like the brochures and pamphlets said, Sally Jackson had matched her tattoo with Percy’s dad, and there had been an explosion of color- the world was more vivid, her life was fuller. She felt whole.

Percy didn’t know how much of that he cared for. He found himself thinking about his soulmate on the morning his seventeenth birthday. He tried to imagine a girl with the same blue tattoo of a trident as him on the inside of her wrist, waiting for him. He hadn’t met her yet, but his life felt plenty perfect without her. He didn’t want to sound bitter about it- he just… had everything he needed already. He wasn’t sure how she’d slot into his life.

“Percy, I can hear you worrying from all the way over here.” Annabeth whined. She rested her palms on his chest and propped her chin up and studied him with large gray eyes. Percy tried to smooth his features. Annabeth was, above all, his best friend- she could read him easier than she could an actual book. Hiding anything from her was damn near impossible.

“What are you thinking?” She asked. Percy couldn’t help himself. He reached out and wound his fingers in her wavy blonde hair, and tugged lightly at it. She leaned into his touch.

MY MOM SAID IF I COULD GET 100,000 NOTES I CAN GET A DAGGER

PLEASE HELP ME

IM NOT ALLOWED TO REBLOG OR SPAM MY OWN POST SO HELP ME OUT GUSY

in the comments I now have three different recepies, one for cookies, one for brownies, and one for cake

i have a collection of skeleton jokes

and I learned about three new mental ilnesses

there is a detailed guide about how to hide a body

rat jokes

half of the bee movie script

and comments about remy throwing up eventhough it apparently not possible for rats the puke? which doesnt sound correct

a lot of the numberjacks theme song

jojo pose

a beautiful poem

someone typed out the entire shrek movie script (lmao in honor of my daggers name)

more of the bee movie script