Didn't realize they made emergency thermal blankets for babies

sometimes it's important to injure the character

computer. show me pictures of snoopy

I FUCKING LOVE INFORMATION!!! I WANT TO LEARN EVERYTHING AND KNOW EVERYTHING!!!!! I WANT TO UNDERSTAND EVERYTHING ABOUT LIFE, THE UNIVERSE, AND EVERYTHING!!!!!! I AM UTTERLY CONSUMED BY MY THIRST FOR KNOWLEDGE!!!!!!!!!!!!

got a crick in my neck and a frog in my throat and a chip on my shoulder and a stick up my ass and now you're gonna stand there puttin words in my mouth? haven't I been through enough?

If I ever got famous (to whatever degree), I would actually be more offended if people didn't write rpf about me than if they did. I'd be searching my name on ao3 and then tweeting like "I'm in 506 works. I'm one of the main characters in only 254 of them. Only 87 are rated E. Can't believe I'm pulling such rookie numbers." I'd be on Instagram posting pictures with like... obvious kink gear in the background trying to get my numbers up. I'd be in interviews like "Yes, obviously I'm in love with (random person I got shipped with), we actually have four dogs together. No, I haven't met them face to face ever, and honestly, I don't even see why that's relevant." I would make an ao3 sockpuppet account and comment on fics. I would drop lines from fics into livestreams.

If this is the post that somehow makes me famous I BETTER be in that Jackson Wang party

love wearing all black in public i hope no large gaseous heat emitting orb in the sky comes along and makes my day worse

update: uh oh

I think that if I unsubscribe I should stop getting the emails

i love the phrase "cruel and unusual." not only is what you're doing mean but it's also quite frankly fucking bizarre

number one rule! never believe ur thoughts after 10 pm . unless its about The Character then believe all of your thoughts wholeheartedly

Angel on my left shoulder telling me to do good. Devil on my right shoulder telling me to do bad. Rat on my head teaching me how to cook