Amor vincit nēminem!

being a teenager is basically just half a decade of "ugh I hate myself I hate my life I hate my parents nothing is fair everyone is mean the world is cruel I'm tired of it!! but idk i guess every teenager has this phase and I'll probably grow out of it and understand when I'm older" and getting older and realizing you should have been even angrier and more violent. And then people forget this as soon as they have kids

red tabby with high white spotting

black with moderate white spotting

the sewing machine is like if a horse and an inkjet printer had a child

being late getting into a piece of media or joining a ‘dead’ fandom is not that bad actually cause even if it seems like the party is over there will always be people still celebrating and the decoration is still up and there’s a piece of cake reserved especially for you in the fridge you just have to come and enjoy it.

labubu was meant to be hanging off a kindergartners backpack filthy as fuck with no eyes left

pressure headache thing that can Only be resolved by listening to music loud as fuck

For some strange reason this isn't helping

Took down the sinister obelisk in town this morning with only minor shrapnel wounds, feeling accomplished, the wounds will heal in time

I can feel untold power in my veins

I should build something to commemorate my new, formidable power. It should be public, of course. Obviously very tall