in college there are only two moods:
1. i can do this! after outlining everything i need to do, it doesn’t seem so bad. in fact it’s very methodical and easy to follow and i can do it.
2. oh my god its happening. its the end for me. i might as well be dead. everything is due now. i was put on this earth to suffer. i have two essays due in 45 seconds and all ive eaten today is half a goldfish cracker. i can only feel pain
also these moods go back and forth every hour
haters will see you and roll initiative
tumblr user: god... such a liminal space... beautiful... a blace where the boundries of reality are not as they seem... and many things may come to pass
me: please i'm trying to piss
reverb room vs. anechoic chamber [x]
RPG’s be like
Natasha ‘I am a monster because I cannot bear children‘ Romanoff
Jane ‘I get a nobel prize but I am reduced to my boyfriend boosting about me’ Foster
Pepper ‘I run Stark Industries but I am also reduced to my boyfriend using me like a joke line’ Potts
Wanda ‘I get called weird and witch and even though I am technically more powerful than all of them I need Hawkeye to give me a pep talk’ Maximoff
judgmental farmer: why the heck did ya name yer dang horse Mayo, son?
my horse Mayo: *neighs*
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