throwback to hs 2nd grade when I was failing biology and had to get a passing grade on the next exam and I put on bagpipe music to study the day before the test and I got the best grade in my class. this never worked again

my best friend, she's like a fawn with how gentle she is. I'm like. unintentionally harsh, I sqeeze too hard and touch too hard and bump on things... what animal is like that anyway

I need to live a little. try cocaine. fuck a guy who really trully hates me

one struggle is falling into a spiral of goated fics and feeling feverish from the joy. another is having vivid ideas of deeds and happenings but there being zero fanfics to read and feeling like you haven't fucked in a year

tears streaming down my face can anybody hear me why can't you just let my burgy be an awful pervert and have really really really bad sex with blue that they only enjoy because they want eachother so bad I can't take this anymore

my ass is about to crawl to ff net I'm serious

WHY DOES EVERYTHING IN THIS FUCKING FANDOM HAVE TO HAVE SANS DATING SOMEONE

I'm literally fucking tearing up lip trembling please please please I need that fucking nicepants smut that's exactly what I want without me having to write it please don't make me write it it has to be somewhere please please

I think some time around christmas my mom was replaced by a perfect replica it's chill though it's fine

"I just want you to see who I really am!!!" shut uuuuuuuup shut the fuck uuuuuup you're nobody you're worthless I hate you so fucking much

I have mixed feelings about The Owl House, because the story is great and at least most of the main characters don't piss me off (save for Willow, I hate her so fucking much) but oh my god. oh my fucking god I get so tried of seeing the same annoying side characters over and over like most of those guys suck absolute ass and I literally can't stand when once again they become a part of the plot for some fucking reason

warm potatoes in any form are never a bad idea

it really would not be funny at all

wouldn't it be funny if it turned out that all this feeling like I can never love has just been depression all along and this worrying and crying about it was all for nothing. no. no it wouldn't be