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me_irl

I present: the High Geologist, based off this post

thoughts on wenis (woman penis)

Everybody is a genius, who knows it in advance

Dit is echt mijn ding, ik houd van feitjes

[ A world where Zuko never get the Gaang. ]

Zuko to Aang: It’s an honor to officially meet you Avatar Aang.

Aang: Thank you.

Aang to Katara: Who is this?

Sokka looking at Zuko: Who indeed?

- April fool's, 2024: Shourtney wedding.

I’m unnecessarily happy with this

How well do you see color?

I’m cry I scored 60, I feel blind

nieuwe widm opdracht: lokale bevolkingsopdracht maar dan addertje onder t gras, mingeld voor elke keer dat je niet bedankte

Paul Matthews and Emma Perkins are everything to me. They are soulmates and find each other in every universe but they almost never get past the awkwardly flirting stage before the world ends. They are both losers. They find each other every time an apocalypse commences. They are the only normal people in the whole universe. They are doomed by the narrative. They hate musicals. He tips her 5 dollars and she spits on everyones coffee. They are Orpheus and Eurydice coded. They are a spark that never turns into fire. They are intimate but don't like labels. They are the only constant thing in every timeline. They are what it could have been but never meant to be. They meet in that coffee shop again and again forever. He'll order a black coffee and she'll ask him for his name. And the loop will start all over again.