auroras and sad prose

i have this deadly sickness called remembering

The trope where people don't recognize each other because it's been so long since they last interacted and they've both changed so much that they're basically strangers UNTIL one of them does their Signature Thing™ and the other just stops dead because oh. It's YOU. All at once it's so clearly you

hate 2 say it but british ppl had the right idea with saying whats all this then. like literally whats all this then

"we fell into it hard and fast in 2009" is going to go down in history for me sorry

due to personal reasons im running up that hill

You see I too often sat in school classes and thought “when am I ever going to need this, I’m never going to be an engineer, I’m never gonna be a scientist, I’m never gonna be a linguist” and then I grew up and it turns out a lot of bigots and cults and scams and grifts hinge their entire business model on you just. Not knowing what a protein is or some shit

Hey bitches. Let’s fuck Monday hard

Hey bitches. Let’s fuck Tuesday hard

Celibacy Wednesday

Hey bitches. Let’s fuck Thursday hard

There is a dude at the gym beating the shit out of a tire with a hammer loudly and I feel that's the kind of shit Karlach would do in camp

Lae'zel and Karlach getting into "who can smash this thing harder with a big hammer" competition out of boredom. Lae'zel does not half ass things, Karlach has infinite energy. Oh no.

Update: Since then, this guy became such a nuisance that the gym took the tire away.

if i was a fictional character woukd you guys write fucked up angst fanfic about me yes or no