watching the otp kill each other over a miscommunication
that begs the question: what is heavy murder
hamerican
I love long showers, I love forehead kisses, I love groceries
Nom nom
Queer panic
Gay panic
Pan panic
Panic
Wade Watts, from the book Ready Player One by Ernest Cline and also the movie based on the book, is a super nerd. And to prove it I'll make the bold claim that his knowledge on James Halliday is almost or maybe even equal to MatPat's knowledge of FNAF. Just throwing it out there.
Yes, I too have that one homophobic friend you can't get rid of that hates you the same amount you hate them but we're both in the friend group so we just deal with it.
I'm like 80% sure he's not homophobic and is just a really bitchy closeted bi with homophobic parents.
lol gues what fuckers
The gender be gendering and being a boy sure is awesome hope it don't change anytime soon this is great!
I say that now but wait till tomorrow when I reblog this like "lol gues what fuckers!" because my luck be like that
So this was a post I made a while ago... because pinterest couldn't load me any cute dress ideas and I really wanted to draw one of my OCs in a cute dress. So yeah my mental state is fine, and florida.
THE WORLD ISENDING GOD IS dE
aD NI~OTHEING IS EVERYRTHING AND I CANT FWHAY THE FUCK NONONOONONONONOONONO THAT IS NOT HOW T HIS WORKS IM PANICK ING DONT WORRY IT OVER SOMETHING STUPID BUT I DO THINK THAT INTERNET IS BROKEN AND I DONT KNOW WHAT TO DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
Yesterday's answer was He/They/It, as a few guessed.
Today we got:
Geminitay; A minecraft youtuber and streamer!
Do we know I'm genderfluid? We do now. Okay, let's play a game called "Guess the gender/pronouns based on who I'm gender-envy-ing"
Quick warning tho; the answer isn't always what the person I'm envying's preferred pronouns are.
Today's round,
Ricky Jamaraz, a talented indie music artist you can find anywhere if you wanna check him out.
When I say that I don't want to exist right now, that doesn't mean i want to die. Not to me it doesn't. All it means is I want to disconnect from myself. To not feel my own emotions, to not hear my brain rile on and on, to not feel my skin on my body, to not feel, to not hear, to not taste, to not smell, to not see but still observe. I don't want to be interacted with like a person when I wish to not exist. I wish to a narrator, a viewer, a camera-man. I wish that I could fast forward to when this was a memory. I know it may seem concerning, or maybe a bit outlandish, but it makes sense to me. I want to not be there but still be there. I want to not be acknowledged by anyone and to simply watch. Watch others experience what's happening. And I want to not experience it. I don't want it. I just want to sit in the corner and watch. But when someone's in the corner watching, someone has to whisper. Has to ask questions. Has to make me exist. I don't want that. I don't want to exist, but I don't want to die either. It does make sense to me, but not everyone is me. I don't mind that either. But I want to be able to say that I am not existing and for people to understand. For them to not be concerned about the kid in the corner. About the guy sitting in silence. About your suspiciously quiet friend. I am simply not for now, and I hope you can accept that.
Just a peep doing what I want cuz that chaotic tumblr energy makes me feel sparkly! Call me Ozzy!
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