pure-fabulosity replied to your post: Hey remember last Sunday when I started crying…
Toooo soooooon.
It’s never too soon to have your heart ripped out of your chest and stomped on!
Hey remember last Sunday when I started crying just at the first notes of the overture for Mary Poppins?
Yeah totally no me neither.
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2Has anybody ever told you something very, incredibly personal and you just don’t know how to respond at all so you just kind of start panicking?
do you ever want to take a fictional character and hold them and hiss at the world “no you don’t understand this character DON’T TOUCH THEM.”
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ahhhhhh there it is
the point of the quarter where i just give up on reasonable bed times and stay up as late as i feel like regardless of what time i need to be awake in the morning
i was kind of hoping this wouldn’t show up until like finals week or dead week but hey here it is
Also today, someone told me that The Sound of Music is a terrible movie and they were excited to see the remake. Now because I believe in letting people have their own opinions (even if I myself think that they are wrong) I am again happy to report that no one was harmed.
Today in second period, a girl told me that she thought young Dick Van Dyke looked weird.
I am happy to report that there is no blood on my hands and that I managed to not kill anyone over that comment.
I deserve back pats.
i did a thing and i’m only posting it because ally wanted me to
anything-yourheart-desires asked: Happy name day! :))
Thank you, Loes! It was a rather decent day, if I may say so!
Friendly reminder that, thanks to it being very hard to hear in Tomorrowland, Jacob and I had a conversation about impregnating Bert.
FOR THE RECORD…. most of the conversation was about HER and Bert, only some was about me and Bert.
FOR THE RECORD… I was just talking about Bert having my KISS in his pocket. JACOB sent it to the creepy place!
If I ever tell you I’m going to sleep and then you see me posting or liking things online for about an hour immediately after that, I promise I wasn’t lying to you, I’m just bad at going to sleep and it is usually a long process that begins with disengaging from any sort of immediate contact with people (chats, for example) and ends when everything on my screen is blurry and I’m hallucinating plot points I haven’t written yet
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