loose, foot loose, put on your fuckin foot loose, feet, foot feet, dance on your fucking feet
soo since its teacher's day i decided to text my fav teacher. she used to be my french teacher before she moved to Quebec.(i swear she is literally a ray of sunshine, she changed my life, she is my keating) so i was telling her about how things are dreadful here in Dhaka and that im fliping out over my igcse exams. then she said that she knows whatever the situation is i can handle it and she just instantly lifted my mood. like yes, now im energized. im always in awe of how easily she always makes me feel better. im just so grateful to her. wish there were more teachers who really make a difference.
how do u figure out who u r.
You know what? Fuck birth order. Tell me which sibling from The Darjeeling Limited you relate most to
- charlie dalton, while crying. probably.
mirror selfie
Will: I can hear him, feel him…
Mike: is he… is he saying anything now?
Vecna: personally, luv, I wouldn’t waste time on him. That outfit he came in was atrocious and you know it. He wore her favorite colors and didn’t even offer you a handshake or anything? Dearie? Do better you deserve much more than that. Anyway your mom friend is gay and my new puppet boy is madly in love with him. Steve ain’t it? A beauty that one.
Will:… I don’t.. I don’t feel comfortable saying everything. But he judged my life choices..
Sometimes fanfiction is a love letter to canon, and sometimes fanfiction is pounding on canon's door and yelling for it to get out here so you can kick its ass.
the feminine urge to overthrow the fucking government