Pretty Sure It's Just An Alternative Spelling So There's No Correct Version. But Don't Take My Word For

I’ll be 18 in September and I’m petrified.

You're 17 and 4/5ths right now, you're not aging up a full year, you're just gonna be a few months older than you are right now. Time moves on, the numbers keep going up, the numbers are meaningless.

actually, i love you, so you cannot be ugly to me. sometimes i think i have no idea what you actually look like. i know we've been friends for like a while but if someone asked oh who's that i'd talk about how funny you are, how charming. about how i have watched you grow as a person, about how you often choose kindness where i would honestly choose a feral violence. i know you keep a tally of your mistakes and they run around your brain - but in mine? i think they never even make it past the front gate. when i think of you my heart swells up with all the weird shit we've done together and how you've talked me through heartbreak and how i've held your hair back and how we both are like, in therapy, and totally above gossiping, but also like, are going to spill the work tea.

i know! i know you feel ugly. i know you hate that you show symptoms, that you're not normal. you said once - i'm afraid to show others the real me. but i see the other things - about these little quirks that are so, so endearing to me. how you are gentle to strangers. how you stand by your friends. how comfortable you make everybody. how you say hey, did you get home safe? even when it's like 6 feet i'm walking.

i love you. yesterday you spent an hour liveblogging the episode of owl house that you're on and i was like - this person is so fucking amazing. last night you said sorry for infodumping. as if you have anything to apologize for. as if part of the reason we're friends is because i love it when you do this, i love listening. i love you, idiot. i love you so fucking much. i want to stick you in a cage so you stop getting random injuries. i want to throw you into a garbage disposal every time you send me that one specific meme. i love you, i love you, i love you. you mean absolutely everything to me.

my gay ass just assumed crystal was experiencing beautiful lesbian love

Hey, you. I… I couldn’t help but notice you are having a rough day… May I offer you some snuggie rats in consolation?

Watchergate: 4/19-4/22

How is bnha anime of the decade...... they aren’t even anime of the hour of the minute of the second

The pencils breaking into smaller pencils

And why they treating word pencil like a slur. Reblog to scare ai losers away 🤭

Holy shit, oh my god! 50 of them??