Luke: [standing in a crowded room] Shit, I lost Percy...
Luke: Well this calls for drastic measures...
Luke: [shouts] LUKE CASTELLAN SUCKS!
Percy: [pushing through the crowd] DAMN STRAIGHT HE DOES!!!
Luke: There he is.
Me: *dyes my hair purple, misses some big chunks of bleached blonde hair*
My wife: You look like a sickly anime protagonist.
-Jean vests are your best friend they keep you cool and cover your chest.
-Drink large amounts of water. Layers means heat and dehydration.
-If your binder is showing under your tank top, nobody cares. They’ll probably assume its an undershirt or none of their business.
-This wont be forever. One day you will never have to bind again and you’ll be able to swim, run, and wear what ever you want. Keep on keeping on.
i mean, there’s typecasting
and then there’s playing a version of cinderella’s stepsister four times
four
separate
productions
ao3: you already left kudos here :)
me: don‘t tell me what to do
*proceeds to aggressively hit the kudos button*
“Victorian Velociraptor with Violets.” Acrylic and liquid gold leaf on Rives BFK. Made by Adam Mazur.
Andrew: *carrying Steven bridal-style and talking calmly with him*
Shane: *sprints past, carrying Ryan over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes; they’re both screaming*
Care Bears cute moment of the day: Bedtime Bear goes back to sleep…
Yugi: *solves the puzzle*
Yami: wHO HAS AWAKENED ME FROM MY CENTURIES OF SLUMBER, WHO HAS BEEN CHOSEN BY DESTINY TO WIELD THE GREAT AND TERRIBLE POWERS OF DARKN–
Yami:
Yami:
Yami: *tearing up* he’s so tiny
They are going to pass all of their finals