what if she was called chappell bone and instead of a singer she was a necromancer who raised strong as fuck skeleton warriors
I hate that thing some people do where it's like. "I left my wallet on the table to see if you'd say anything" or "I wanted to see if you'd wash the car if I stopped doing it"
Cause like
I dont know about anyone else
But I am perpetually hovering three inches above the strong subconscious belief that everyone knows what they're doing at all times except me, so if you change your normal patterns and I notice, then I will assume it is an intentional choice with a thought-out plan behind it and I will avoid interfering
And if I don't notice, because I won't, because why would I, because not much bothers me and if you don't say anything to indicate you are bothered then how would I KNOW
I am frequently cursed and compelled by the goblin urge to dismantle things. Fucking love taking things apart. Get unmade, idiot.
“I LOVE that game!” (watched a letsplay and commentary about it)
song of the summer (via muco_0 on tiktok)
Ultimately, I don't want to be known for my dog.