Trash

me, wearing nothing but a sheer plunge-neck ballgown that’s plastered to my skin from the rain, soaking wet and trembling with cold and fatigue as i stand outside the entrance to the castle: p-please help me ;) i’m s-so lost and s-scared ;) ;) i have no where to stay for the night ;) ;) ;)

me after accidentally making eye contact with the pretty girl on the public transport so now she thinks i was staring at her this whole time when i’ve actually been trying to avoid looking in her direction the entire journey so she won’t be creeped out but now i’ve gone and blown my cover so she thinks i’m some kind of freak and probably knows i’m gay

Is now a bad time to mention I actually don’t hate this site? I hate the owners. Hate the staff. Hate the incompetence of whoever is in charge here.