Mar 26
drumbot and his big ass hat be upon ye aka costest where i finally decided on how to do his makeup
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drumbot and his big ass hat be upon ye aka costest where i finally decided on how to do his makeup
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I’ll post anything pertaining to the two characters who end their arcs least fulfilled and extremely alone who aren’t even friends and actively dislike each other. homestuckers will get me
I’m too hot to have this much existential dread 
why is there so much re-uploaded caitvi art 😗🤚🏽 and barely any credit/links to the op
who cries during/after movies?
I do but my f/o doesn’t
I don’t but my f/o does
We both do
Neither of us do
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for the first time in like six years I'm seeing the word lemon be used to describe smut
//one of my favorite things about writing is coming up with background info that won't ever come up or be involved in any way unless very specific conditions are met.
As an unrelated note but a fun fact: for a while I did consider the idea of "Rowan" being just a nickname and not his real name. I still consider it once in a while, mostly as a "what-if."
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feel like a teenage girl writing a vent post on my blog, but i just feel so lonely and stupid and like someone who doesn't exist unless i'm in other people's line of sight. and on top of that i feel so depressed and unable to do anything other than the basic tenets of living it's like i'm moving through molasses. scratch that the only thing i want to do is write my dumb little fanfiction and that's just a part of me that i don't share with most anyone so it feels like i'm about to explode with how much i don't share with my friends in this dumb town. i just miss my best friend and my dog and my sister and not feeling like i have to perform all the time.
and i hate that i'm so hung up on some dumbass boy who has been nothing but RUDE to me and i feel so obsessive-compulsive over him and it's making me feel totally out of control and i know i'm just embarrassing myself and freaking him out. like legitimately this is all pe/eta mell/ark's fault, and even THAT'S so so so humiliating
and also i baked you cookies for your birthday and you couldn't even invite me to your dumb birthday brunch like that hurt my feelings so much like why did i do that that was the first time i actually felt like drinking to numb my sadness
i'm just going through the silliest things as a woman in her mid-twenties like this should've been done in high school jesus christ.