Heh. Ok, I’ll bite. *attacks you like a mountain lion*
i could never be american because whenever I get a big drink I’m like oh great now I have to drink this big drink. i have to take care of this big drink they gave me. everything is terrible in the world
too many upset americans in the notes of this post. why don’t you come over and take care of that big ass drink for me then. why don’t you carry it around for me. you must’ve built up a lot of muscle dragging those drinks around every day. why don’t you help me drink it since you’re oh so experienced at drinking big drinks. two straws. one cup. why don’t you tenderly look into my eyes over the styrofoam rim. we could share a moment and a drink together, feel the intimacy of experiencing the same thing at the same time. at the end of the day my opinion on big drinks will have shifted. it’s not the sugar on my lips that changed my mind. i love you but I’ll never say. you mistake my fear for indifference and we break each other’s hearts. I’m resentful towards big drinks again but it’s for a far more complicated reason than just my being European. not that anyone would ever notice the difference. well, except for you, I suppose. funny to think that the only person who knows that about me is a complete stranger. who said that
always just beyond my reach
sometimes i get really insecure about my acne bc ive really been striving to take care of my skin for a couple months now and i keep feeling like theres been no difference but. saw a pic from june yeah there fucking has holy shit
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seeing someone be incorrect about my favorite female character is like my personal 911
sorry it goes beyond she would not fucking say that. she would not cry if yelled at. she would not be helpful and sweet. she would not be a good mother. she would not apologize if she was wrong. she would NOT FUCKING WEAR THAT.
three of swords ✶
alright gays whadaya got?
a job
good relationship with father
neurotypical brain
ability to top
drivers licence
2/5
3/5
4/5
all of them
based on that infamous post, y’know the one











