i miss oikawa

The last of the classically trained tumblrinas

There are some characters where giving them therapy and cleaning them up is the fanfiction equivalent of buying antique furniture and painting it white

btw it's so fucking stupid you can be anxious physically in your body even after you've decided mentally you don't care. I'm supposed to be in charge here

basketball players fight over the basketball because they are hypnotized before each game to believe it is their egg

just stressed myself out until i died

it's Tuesday all day today and there's no known way to prevent this

theyre taking me out back behind the shed presumably to give me a medal for my valor and heroism

in a way i am my own dead wife

admittedly i know little of the subject but one would think, at 45 years of age, he would be a ryan goose by now

daughter (non-practicing)

sister (deadbeat)

i think avoiding everything is going to save me for real this time

MY FINGERS BARELY EVEN TOUCHED YOUR STUPID FUCKING AD STOP REDIRECTING ME TO THE APP STORE

dom who sticks their fingers down your throat, asks you a question, and laughs when you try to answer

Yes, yes, the dentist.  We’ve all been there.

Just be my homie, we can fall in love later