do Ray mi

year 1 of your bachelors degree is for your ptsd induced psychotic episode. year 2 of your bachelors degree is for listening to my chemical romance. year 3 of your bachelors degree is for da beach. year 4 of your bachelors degree is for watching tv. year 5 of your bachelors degree is for sitting in bed. not sure about year 6 yet but it's looking bleak

now what were your great-grandfathers' jobs. that's more interesting. mine were a factory worker / industrial baker, a security guard, a lawyer, and a dairy farmer.

i think the roughest part about adjusting back to normal life in a post epilogue world for han sooyoung and kim dokja is that they both uncovered latent natural born scheming talent the likes of which haven't really flourished in society since medieval china like they really do have god given gifts for rubbing their hands together and mumbling darkly to themselves about their various poisoned chalices and such. and without the apocalypse there just isn't many healthy ways they can channel that anymore. in this sense yoo joonghyuk is the beloved chew toy of two working dogs trapped in suburbia, in that his natural henchman talent allows them to channel all of that diabolical manipulation in a safe and healthy manner as they concoct metaphorical rube goldberg machines to trick yoo joonghyuk into doing such miserable tasks as watering the garden or baking them lemon meringues for dessert. its enrichment for all of them. really, thank god they have each other.

they should invent a version of human hands capable of being warm

just absolutely CLEARED some apple slices and peanut butter. and i've got big plans to run headfirst into a screen door later #mycharmedlife

january 30, 2016

HAPPY 10th BIRTHDAY SFW SASUKE