all's well that ends

I need my weird alone time or I will explode

you should get a second evening for reading fan fiction. And you should get an extra day in the week to do arts and crafts.

I hope young boys see me out and about in my fun ridiculous outfits and go “wait… that’s allowed? I can dress like that?”

enough miserable boys in t-shirts and jeans because that’s all they feel they can wear. wear a colourful cardigan. the world needs your colour and your spirit

I posted this with cis teens in mind but honestly this goes for everyone. dressing the way you want can be so scary but if there’s anything I’ve learned in my years on this planet, it’s so important to just have fun with it. anyone who cares enough to give you a hard time for it is someone who isn’t worth your time. it makes my WEEK when I see someone dressed unusually and delightfully. let that be you!!!!

I love episodes of Game Changer where the only way to win is by learning & the only way to learn is by playing. With some episodes, like Don't Wake Standards & Practices, the overall flow of the game becomes pretty apparent pretty quickly, & also there's some surprises along the way. But then there's episodes like Count the Rice, Deja Vu, or Bingo, where the basic conceit of what the game even is is an ongoing mystery. I love that stuff.

Count the Rice is already close enough I think Dropout should just commit and make a horror Game Changer episode. Sam’s voice welcomes you to game changer and you walk out and suddenly the whole building is dark and empty except for you, a couple cast members in scary as shit costumes, and Sam’s friend Tao Yang who is standing about ten seconds away…

gift shopping for younger cousins is so scary like I want to be cool. but not seem clingy. or seem distant. but I want them to know that I care about them so so much and I am always here if they need someone to talk to. and also we only see each other like once a year. but I held them when they were babies and saw them grow up and I Want Them To Know I Care So So Much,

how do I let this middle schooler know id die for them on a $20 budget

young old person tip for you all. go get some photos printed (pauses so someone can say bogos binted) and fill out a physical album

and annotate them with who is in the photos and when and where the photos were taken!!! your extended family 50 years from now will be grateful, and so will you if you end up forgetting any details

(sprints into room late, looking harried and frantic as fuck) bogos binted. did I miss it

just remembered that my middle school bullies were named Chase and Hunter. what was up with that. what was going on there.

Went to a fabric store yesterday and saw a sewing machine that did embroidery of photos and the example was of a newborn baby and it was so fucking insane looking I asked an employee if I could buy it and she looked at it and was like “oh my god eugh what the fuck… i think that’s my bosses grandkid….I think you should just take it” so I did