like, i guess this isnt even a particularly “”“adult”“” blog but theres something very unnerving about clicking through to a new follower and seeing “age: 14” on the sidebar. i feel like a chaperon at a highschool dance. leave some room for jesus
burglar breaks into my house, points gun at me, demands all my valuables. sees that i am playing mario party 3 at 2 in the morning completely by myself. feels bad for me, sits down, plugs in second controller. a week later, we are dating. 3 months later, we break up, but it is amicable.
This movie reminds me that I can be smart and capable and demand respect and I can do all of that with girly hair and while wearing heels and lipstick and pretty dresses and spending a little “me” time getting my hair done or getting a facial. There’s nothing weak or anti-feminist about being feminine.
packs 2 hours before leaving for a trip
unpacks 3 months after coming home
[AGGRESSIVELY AVOIDS USING HEALING ITEMS TO SAVE THEM FOR BOSS BATTLES.]
[AGGRESSIVELY FORGETS TO USE HEALING ITEMS DURING BOSS BATTLES.]
"I’m very shy,” O’Brien says. “I wish more people believed me when I say that. Stiles is a version of me that rarely exists in the real world. He’s so confident and extroverted, and I’m much more restrained and internal.”
some of us have been following each other for a long ass time
I love people who make me forget that I’m shy