AYO LET'S GOOO THEY ARE SO PLOTTING.

The day Betty decided that Wilson could do his own laundry. (As you can see my camera sucks.)

There's got to be an Alice like this in someone's Au.

She got fucking tired of perfection a while ago.

-Walks into the art department, holding two cups of steaming coffee- "Hey Mister Stein! Uh, you probably don't know me so..I'm Hudson from writing department. Just wanted to say, I love how you made the trio. As a peace offering, I brought you coffee!"

Henry looked up as Hudson entered. He readjusted his glasses, leaning back in his chair, and smiled softly. “O-Oh, thank you!” He carefully took the coffee from the writer, setting it down on his desk. “So, d-did you only come here to bring m-me coffee, or is there another reason?”

Goodness, I feel like the people I save would get sick of trying to remember my name. My powers?? Uh..being able to talk people out of self-harm (I think that is really important).

zeekayart, with the power of phonetic pronunciation of letters, and general art snobbery!

*Gives you a cozy blanket, a plushie duck and a hot beverage (hot water, lemon and maple syrup*

GET SOME SLEEP >:((

Guys, I think…I think I have to fix my horrendous sleep schedule….

((Has been staying up till 4:00am and waking up at 8:30am))

I'm going insane

Ranting

I'm so tired of comparing myself to others. I know it's stupid, but I really can't help it. All day goes like this: I should be tall like that guy. Oh, I should be as positive as that girl, I should be funny like that person.

I've changed a lot about myself and now I'm not sure if the guy I look like, is really me. I wish I could dress the way I want, but the social norms don't seem to let me (not without getting noticed and bullied by it). I want to wear suspenders! Why? I like vintage things! But even though it's freaking Halloween, I still got made fun of because I wore suspenders.

I need to wear my glasses daily. I know that. But do I wear them? No. Because I keep getting made fun of. I'm so sick and tired of all this. I wish it would end, but I know it won't really. I've even changed the way I've talked.

I wish people wouldn't make fun of people for something they can't control. IT'S SO FUCKING STUPID. I can't help it that I'm short! People know that. And yet: I keep getting made fun of, compared to, etc.

"I'm taller than you." They say. Buddy. You think I don't know that? "No offense, but you're really short." Oh no, really? "Yay! I'm taller than you!" I'm glad you feel better while you make me feel like shit. Yay!

I'm so tired of this. I'm tired of the way I look. I'm just really tired. I wish I was tall, but I'm not. I wish I was confident, but I'm not. I wish I was respected, but that's NOT gonna happen anytime soon.

I don't know. I'm just tired. And really frustrated.

"It's annoying though......." >:(

(Hudson's unpopular opinion)

how would Norman react to the song California

Girls being his theme song..?

(btw if ya want context, go ask @a-walking-contradiction :]...)

(Erm…well I will start off by saying pop……….wasn't popular in that time period…)

“My…theme song? What even is California girls? Like…the state?”

(Alt reaction after he heard the song)

“Wow. This is what people think is my theme song? What have I done.”