tsunderes evolved to have twintails to signify to potential mates that their hair can be pulled during... actions
ONLY ACCEPTABLE WHITE WOMAN IS MY WIFE AND MY FRIENDS AND THE ONES I SOMETIMES SEE IN DRAWINGS AND IN GAMES, AND BJÖRK BUT THAT ONE IS A LITTLE CONTENTIOUS
when the waitress asks what you want, you should choose life
girls with round frames clack their glasses together when kissing, the same way seabirds do with their beaks when intimate. I'm not even kidding
tabasco hotsauce is a placebo using red40 and contains no actual capsaician
I'm charging up my most powerful post for when they least expect it...
if I were tasked to take down the giant mysterious bird, I wouldn't!
if I were a queenly majesty I would soak my plushies in juice, then throw them at my suitors
people will never know what one another thinks. we only have our best aproximation, that we act in accordance to. that does not denote the unity of feeling we seek, rather it's the willingness to try our hardest for someone in an uncertain world. that bravery is the connection, not the lack thereof
reading the blogs of old, puts me at ease. 'last posted, thirteen-years ago'. even across time, to see someone love something in such a similar way. that, even if they moved on, that part of them remains. is it not beautiful?
yeah I spoke with all of the evangelion girls individually. yes, even shinji. they all want to beat you to death with hammers
could a massive junglist and a breakcore girlie ever be friends
spilling coffee on a brown shirt. do this enough times and you obtain the shirt of theseus, where your entire shirt is a stain, but you can't tell
the ocean is salty because the seals are constantly crying
thought of how many invader zim episodes I probably missed because of the 'nickelodeon world wide day of play' block as a kid. stomping the earth beneath me in protest
tearing, is scarring. slashing, pulling beyond recognition. tearing up, in the human sense, is said to heal. yet at times, both senses of the word feel equally destructive.
I long to experience love's embrace, someone who will bring out the best in me. I cherish that thought, regardless of its feasibility
going out into the world, it feels so foreign. people my age have lives filled to the brim with sensation, and experience. conversing with these people feel like I'm doing my best impression of someone who's palatable