I So Love (no I Don't) How My Older Brother Told My Little Brother That If They Had Been In The Same

I am so STUPID it took me LITERALLY A WHOLE YEAR to realise that Trey's name sounds like the Spanish word "tres" and Cater sounds like the word "quatro." As in.

3 and 4.

WRIOLETTE COUNT OF MONTE CRISTO AU

I HAVE NO DETAILS BUT TRUST ME THE VIBES ARE THERE

My anxiety: Your friend thinks you’re annoying and she doesn’t like you.

Me: *mentally beating my anxiety with a baseball bat* she loves me so shut the McFRICK up you BI-

My dude just brought a bag of sausages to work for lunch. Not even in their regular packaging, just a large ziplock bag of sausages.

What a legend.

I’m hungry but it’s 1am and I don’t want to wake up my parents as I fumble around the kitchen for thirty minutes as I try to find something to eat.

SCREW THE HATERS

I LOVE MYSELF

I LOVE THAT I PHYSICALLY REACT TO MY THOUGHTS BY IMMEDIATELY HIDING MY FACE AND I LOVE THAT I SHIP MY FAVORITE CHARACTERS AND I LOVE HOW EXCITED I GET OVER MY FANDOMS AND I LOVE HOW MUCH I TALK AND I DESERVE SOMEONE WHO ALSO LOVES THAT ABOUT ME

UPDATE ON SLOT 66

There is now brown food, such as brownies and other such foods, placed into slot 66. I am okay with this, because when blood dries, it turns brown, so red and brown are allowed to be in slot 66 as long as it is predominantly red.

When is it my turn to live in a small apartment in a big city where I'm friends with all the neighbors and with the baker and the grocery store owners who I get to talk to on my weekly shopping trips, where everything is within walking distance, and where I can spend hours at a coffee shop to write and I'm friends with the regulars and the workers. I want to look out my window at night and revel in the city lights, knowing that there is an infinite amount of possibilities waiting for me whenever I'm ready to grab them.

Ooh, that’s a good AU idea right there. Someone’s probably made it, so now I must go and find it. If not, I shall make it in my own head.

MY ENTIRE SHORT MXTX LIFE I THOUGHT THE GUY IN WHITE ON THE COVER WAS WEI WUXIAN BUT IT’S NOT MY LIFE IS A LIE IT WAS LAN WANGJI THE WHOLE TIME

My ex best friend gave me a blanket for Christmas, back when we were still friends. The other day my mom asked if I was going to keep it and I was like, well, it’s a blanket, so yes. She asked why I would keep something from someone I hate, and I responded that it’s still useful no matter who gave it to me. She took a sip of her water and said to me while looking out the window, “That’s what is called having no morals.”