Hear Me Out: Sans Undertale

We lost Frederick today. He was a 7-year-old bearded dragon. The power had gone out, and normally, he would have been fine without his heat lamps. However, he was sick and had what looked to be a tumor. He passed before we found out what was wrong with him.

I miss you already, Freddy.

On it.

My friend gave me an idea to make a playlist inspired by my own family. I am not sure if I did them justice.

If you decide to listen to this, I recommend shuffling. I organized the songs by the alphabetical order of the artist's names, then again by alphabetical order for the songs by each artist.

I doubt there are any errors, but please inform me if you find any.

Also, I do not currently have cover art for the playlist. If anyone has recommendations or suggestions for a cover image, I would appreciate them!

Reblog to put one of these in your mutuals’ pocket when they’re not looking

;D I’m your secret admirer. And as for why? It’s because you’re so cool and awesome and smart and amazing and talented and perfect… I could go on all day honestly. - C.

Truly, I appreciate the... compliments (?), but I am married. On top of that, I am generally not fond of having a "secret admirer".

Blaming you cause pictures of moss are now appearing on my for you

That sounds like a "you problem". Anyways, you have been mossed.

*sigh* I miss my wife, Stanley. I miss him a lot. I'll be back.

Well, it definitely suits you better.

What is a "Paranormal bottom"?

All you need to know is that I AM NOT ONE. Furthermore, I SHOULD NOT BE CALLED ONE.

I got the name from a nickname generator.

Isn't he literally 3 feet tall!?

For the past 10 hours, my notifications have been stuck on a minimum of four. I keep checking. There's nothing else to see there. But it keeps telling me I have four notifications. I've checked my asks, messages, cleared my cache (which took embarrassingly long), and signed out and signed back in. Nothing is working. I'm tweaking.

W h a t .

These jellybeans are fucking "bussin" or whatever the fuck kids say nowadays.

I got them off of some guy in an alley and. Woah. I've never tasted anything like it. I feel like I'm ready to ascend.

I will never regret this.

I recently decided to start going to therapy. I got a therapist with the intention of working through past traumas, and I thought our first meeting went well. Emphasis on "I thought".

After our first meeting, she didn't just say that she couldn't take me as a patient. SHE QUIT HER JOB. I don't even know what I did wrong.