I Am Going To Burn The Fucking World To The Ground.

2023 is a year i will never forget.

I got into the psychology college of the Cordoba National University.

I turned 18.

I travelled more than anytime before.

I dared to do a lot of things that I never thought I would.

Tomorrow I'll travel for the first time on plane, and will meet the snow for the first time.

And the memorable one; PERCY JACKSON LIVE ACTIOOOOON.

GOD I LOVE YOUUUUU.

PEOPLE

OHMYGOSH

I FOUND IT

ITS KIND OF HEART-SHAPPED BUT I DON'T FREAKING CARE I FOUND IT

IT WAS WORTH THE 1700 PESOS

IT'S BEAUTIFUL. AND I PUT IT ON. ITS EXACTLY ABOVE MY THROAT JUST LIKE IN THE SERIE.

I FEEL SO HAPPYYYYYYYYYYYYyyyyyyyiii

*passes out*

I love my brain when this kinda things come to real.

Sandman by Ed Sheeran is a whole freaking level. I have the idea that Morpheus would cry while hearing it cause it would remind him of Orpheus, since it says "honeybees and birds sing your song".

Fight me or cry with me, you're welcome.

Like: "he's such an idiot... Let's get married"

Prettyloserboy (insp.)

Dear Locknation:

I did a madness. I talked with Netflix Customer Service of Latinoamérica about Lockwood's cancelation.

Was I nervious? Trembling as a leaf in autumn.

Was my heart racing? Like a purasangre.

Was it worth it? Kinda.

Why? I'll tell yah.

Here, the agent told me that Netflix has got licenses of a lot of studios around the world. Sometimes, due to licenses agrees, some series got cancelled. According to what the agent told me, according to what I investigated, and according to my own thinking process, here is an important thing : the series got cancelled because there had been a disagree between the producers. Or something alike. Something truly nasty had seem to happen, to lead to this decision.

So, Locknation, i ask from you to help me find a way to comunicare directly with any producer of the serie, if its possible. If its not, well, i don't care. We'll make it possible. Is there an instagram account, or a Facebook, or a e-mail? Preferly e-mail, thats more direct. Something that will be as direct as Katniss' arrows.

Lets go people! NOTHING WE CANT HANDLE TOGETHER.

—Zia.

I just finished Sweet Tooth.

What do I do with my existence now?

People, let me ask you all a question:

What do you think when you have an existential crisis or a mental breakdown?

I think that I am in need of a boyfriend or a romantic partner.

Then I recover and think that what I truly need are two things: to play the argentinian hymth in the Big Ben as a public manifestation of defiance, and to try to be a better christian.

Am I the only one that has those ideas?

What if we rewrite the stars... (Say you were meant to be mine); Chapter Seven.

When you are a child, indifferent to harsh reality, dreams are a big part of your life. They provide you with entertainment, ambition, and - the most precious of all - hope.

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Death tells a short yet important story, and Esther understands.

read here in ao3

Random anecdote:

I remember that once my mum asked me what is my type, or, what would I like in a romantic partner. My aunt was there, her sister, that is a year older than me, and she showed interest in the answer I would say.

I showed them both a gif of Lockwood, said that he was my latest fictional crush, and this is how It went;

My mum: really? He's too skinny.

My aunt: yes. If you got to lay in his chest, the boy would broke. Like a spaghetti. Look at his face.

Me: I look at him and I like him and I will not apologize.

My mum: he British?

Me: yes.

My mum: then you can like him all you want. You'l never met him after all.

My aunt: 😧

Me: 🙂

My mum: 😁

In a nutshell, they dont approve my taste.