are my friends hydra?
are my parents hydra?
AM I HYDRA?????
i am literally asking myself the same question
Well, I’m not
We’ve all seen Finn’s smiles before and after the hug, but he was smiling during it too!
im really mad because boobs sounds too hilarious, tits sounds too vulgar, breasts too pretentious and any other words just make me want to laugh
what word am i supposed to use while writing
wibbly wobbly booby woobies
human milk sacks
pillows for friends
I don’t know how long it takes for me to realize that isn’t going to happen, that she is gone. But when I do I feel all the strength go out of me, and I fall to my knees beside the table and I think I cry, then, or at least I want to, and everything inside me screams for just one more kiss, one more word, one more glance, one more.
so i was just trying to log into my old email account and i couldn’t remember the password so my security question that i set for myself two years ago pops up
and it is:
and I’m like, what a dick move, me. I don’t know the fucking answer. Why? Why? Why what, me? What are you trying to ask me, you little shit?!
so in a fit of rage I type in ‘BECAUSEFUCKYOUTHATSWHY’
ding password reset
I feel like I owe him something, and I hate owing people. Maybe if I had thanked him at some point, I’d be feeling less conflicted now. I thought about it a couple of times, but the opportunity never seemed to present itself. And now it never will. Because we’re going to be thrown into an arena to fight to the death. Exactly how am I supposed to work in a thank-you in there? Somehow it just won’t seem sincere if I’m trying to slit his throat.