Idk If It’s The Fact That I’m Exhausted But Norris’ Voice At The Start Just Sounded So Off To Me.

Do I have finals I should be studying for

Yes

Am I instead watching multiple POVs of the Wild Life series finale

Also yes

But man what a finale I had to watch like 3 people before I found out who won. But even then it’s was absolutely insane.

This whole season was peak

I am so pumped for the season finale! But also scared at the same time 

Happy wedding day to the couple of all time

Illy Harkers may your marriage be less eventful this time around

I just finally got around to reading Iruma-Kun chapter 380 and…

Ahhh I’m so excited for next week. I’ve been waiting for this for so long.

I’m not going to spoil anything but all I have to say is why do people’s hair get way more fluffier when they’re in their evil cycles. Like damn the floof

Anyway everyone should go read it, Clara fans we will be eating well the next couple of chapters

Look me in the eyes and tell me this isn’t Jonathan Sims, Head Archivist of The Magnus Institute, London

Girls I’ll be honest I am not ready for the Magnus Protocol finale tomorrow. I don’t know what will keep me preoccupied on Thursdays and I’m scared.

I’m still hoping for an Annabelle Cane cameo like come on it’s hilltop road it’s her place!

theres this pipeline from being a gravity falls fan as a kid to being a malevolent/tma fan as you grow older and im not even surprised by it. you guys had to enjoy nerdy weird shit when you were kids to enjoy whatever the fuck happens in these podcasts. me included. my fate was sealed when i saw bill cipher at age 10.

Going into reading The Picture of Dorian Gray I was expecting for Dorian to be this somewhat egotistical self-absorbed jerk simply based on what I absorbed via pop culture osmosis.

And then we get to chapter 2 and he’s just some pretty rich boy who seems like a decent person.

Up until Henry talks to him, I can’t help but feel like its all downhill from this point.

There is truly nothing like scrolling through tumblr sitting in the living room surrounded by your family yelling about football.

Truly the best thanksgiving experience.

It’s like a game of Russian roulette except instead of bullets it’s people asking you what you’re looking at.

And brother it’s a giant family gathering during election year so fire away

And so as the autumn leaves fall I gain another rotation to my calendar of life.

I mourn who I could have been and what I could have done in moons past and acknowledge that I can do nothing to change who I am and what I have created. I stand looking back with pride and look forward with hope to a new future.

Though I am sadden I do not truly mourn the person I was for I know that I will always carry them with me. I am as much apart of them as they are apart of me. We grow and live together, never truly forgetting each other.

So heads up and rejoice for the beauty of living