#williamisoutthere

First of all thanks for having taught me how to reply to comments! You hero. We could perhaps watch the film on rabb.it? And set a drinking list?

[I’m trying, but it’s always new accounts and never the same ones. I might see if xkit has an extension to allow me to just click a button and block an account instead of having to go into my settings and individually typing them in one by one (thanks Tumblr)]

It was a greasy fork code I just found it again!! I am trying to get xkit though. The problem is my new laptop was provided by a university program so it has a really strong antivirus software which is blocking like any and all attempts I’m making to download any kind of extension 

Feel free to: message me ooc | message me ic | tell me your ideas | write a starter | answer one of my opens | send a meme | reblog this with your preferences - let’s find common interests!

“Your mother was worried sick about you, y’know.” 

@williamisoutthere

[Ça dépend. Si je parle en anglais, je vais prononcer Bedelia à l’anglaise, et quand je parle en français, ben à la française. Le Du Maurier par contre c’est toujours à la française, y a rien à faire XD]

    It’s been said that life completely changes when you hit puberty, but for some it’s more than just the outward appearance. Luna’s entire life took a u turn, finding out the people you’d been living with the last fourteen years weren’t your actual parents is always a bit of a shock.      Her bio mother had died and left everything to her, it was around this same time that her bio father found out he had a daughter. She decided she wanted to live with her father and moved with him to DC. She had adjusted to life easily enough her biggest problem being making friends at school not that she really wanted too. She figured if she was going to have friends it’d happen on its own. Luna sat in her science class tapping her pencil against her notebook out of sheer boredom. She looked over to the boy sitting next to her. “This class is so dull...”