THE BEST PART OF THE SHOW
did Jesus pay for our sins with cash or credit
he used praypal
Remember that one time in my mid teens I was Jackie Sparrow for Halloween and dragged my dog over to be the prison dog?
Do I restart with Rylah, or do I just make a new career?
You ever have that one friend who drops off the face of the fucking earth for two weeks, and there’s no trace of him out and about, which is kind of your fault too since you don’t bother looking for him, but you’re kinda oka with it ‘cause he’ll visit eventually, but then you actually need to ask him a serious question and he’s still MIA?
Because that’s what’s happening and I’m ready to throw a shoe at his door/attempt to get his attention via a method that doesn’t require much legwork on my part.
IT’S SATURDAY MORNING I’M ENTITLED TO BE LAZY.
Roomie and I both woke up at 7 and we’re just kinda like “…welp”
Being that my internal clock tends to match up with my roommate’s, technically this is all yo damn fault. :P
Anonymously message me (3) things you want to know about me.
So remember the whole Merida-Could-Be-Bryn-and-the-DB’s-kid thing?
I made it CIGNwY’s epilogue.
And ‘Merida’s’ name is Della and she’s a daddy’s girl despite being an archer and Delvin is the weird quirky uncle who loves his namesake and is the one who’s offered to threaten all of her future suitors.
Remember when this was supposed to be a fun fic and then it ended up serious but kinda funny and then this cutesy epilogue is now a thing?
What even is genre?
The fact that everyone’s apparently on the same page judging by the related tag makes me so happy.
Hey, you. Dumbass!
I still love the fact that I thought that was Norman Reedus’ voice, got proved wrong and then was pleasantly surprised when Reedus showed up two episodes later anyway.
I seriously don’t know how to feel about the fact that I’m judging possible graduation/Ozcars dresses by “If I can imagine Taylor Swift flouncing around it during a concert, it works.”
… … I STILL KINDA LIKE HER AND HER SHOW COSTUMES WERE ADORABLE, OKAY?