T0nedeafsiren - Sup

Ultimately The Good Place posited the thesis that if we’re all kind to each other, if we all try to contribute meaningfully and lovingly to one another’s lives, maybe — just maybe — everything will be fine

Myself @ me: you need to wake up earlier so you don’t waste the day Me @ myself: sorry I was sleeping and just saw this lol wyd

my CLOWN of a sister has betrayed me

“Can I borrow underwear?” I asked. “Sure!” she said. “Take these, they’re comfortable! Thongs are comfortable.”

Formal complaint, Vivs: Your underwear is in my butt

Will I ever regain the ability to walk as I once did? Or am I forced to waddle the streets with a face contorted in pain, like Psyduck in lingerie

The inherent eroticism of the sea

I wrote a thing in which our boy Harry teaches Draco how to shoot a gun. a lil sample:

Draco stepped closer, eyes back on Harry’s lovely mouth, open in shock.

Harry’s carefree happiness had him on a high that made him forget every reason this was a bad idea.

They were a breath away.

“What are you doing?” shot Harry.

Draco yanked back. “I...” He felt as though his bones were crumbling one by one.

“Or perhaps in Slytherin, you’ll make your real friends…”

Troy Bolton was right when he said “Out on my own, it’s such a scary place”