Witty Blog Title

i'm such yayybait. i'm such yippee!bait. i love to become ensnared in delight

hey. good luck with everything, okay? [cutting the rope connecting your boat to the dock] just good luck. [starts pushing your boat further towards the stream] just have a good luck out there

[not noticing I'm drifting out to sea] Meow meow meow meow! Meow meow meow~

good luck! good luck!

FIRST step to enjoying any media is getting attached to the character whose suicidal tendencies are the most obvious

"but the text never explicitly stated it!!!" hey, so that's actually what they tried to teach you in those english classes you barely passed 😁

i DON'T need them to kiss i need them to come to the sobering realisation that their souls are merged and no part of them is extricable from the other anymore

who up dinking they oiter

black mackerel tortoiseshell tabby (torbie) with moderate white spotting

what about the other cat?

fert

i think love is stored in nighttime conversations and “did you eat yet” and books left outside your door and “i waited to watch this with you” and splitting something in half to share and “im proud of you” and folded towels and “you can pick” and heads on shoulders and “you’re right, that was shitty. im sorry” and knocks on doors and “DINNER!” and stupid jokes and “hey i got this for you” and coffee made just right and… there are so many ways people say i love you silently every day over and over again if you only listen