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I never had a knack for photography, but somehow, every picture I took with you as my subject became my best.
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Played DND with my folks last night, and I’d like to tell you about my character.
-He is a completely yolked out fighter half elf because I rolled so fucking high to decide my stats
-His armor brings his AC up to a 21, and he has around 67 health (the rest of the party has less than 30)
-in one of his arms he has a fabric dispenser that if I choose it, I have to roll a d20 to decide how many feet of fabric comes out, then whoever I’m attacking has to do a dexterity roll
-His lowest stats are wisdom and intelligence, so he is DUMB.
-He wears 15in heels that HALVE his walking speed, but bring him up to a cool 6’5
-he is proficient in intimidation, acrobatics, athletics, deception, and persuasion
-He is a con man, and most of his belongings came from him seeing what others have and saying “yeah I want that”
-He wears a cape that is so tattered that it is basically just a couple of thick strings
-He got in a fight with my brother’s character (Donald) yesterday (because he threw about 19 feet of fabric at him, which he rolled a dirty 20 dex) and ended up losing around 8 health because Donald fought him, to end the fight, my character pulled from his Cuff of Crust and gave him a lobster, which resulted in joy from Donald and receiving a health potion.
-He has what is called a Cuff of Crust that will pull one of four type of crustaceans from some alternate dimension. The options are Krill, Shrimp, Crab, and Lobster.
-As we were examining (looting) some dead bodies, Donald called him a Con, so he called Don a cont (cunt) which resulted in another fight. This fight was diffused with a Dungeness Crab.
-Don is not very bright either.
-Our cleric(npc) is lawful good and we might have taken the hands from the dead bodies while she wasn’t looking, so we all gaslit her to convince her that, no, they always had no hands. This caused her to lose her perception proficiency.
-Even with my proficiency in basically every charisma stat, I rolled so low that she would not believe me and the other party members had to save my lie.
-His name is Sneeble Garth.
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It’s easy to miss him when I’m sad, I’m supposed to want comfort.
It’s hard to be happy and want nothing more than to share it with him.
Being over it is the hard part.
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Listen to the song that you used to play in the car with your old friends when you’d take them home
Play the game you two started together but never got to finish
Take that one shortcut home, even though the last time you went that way it was with them.
Think about them.
I know it makes you sad to think about them, but you can’t heal and move on if you don’t work through it. The longing, the hurt, the tears you feel well up, let all of that happen. If you allow that into your life, you can learn to balance it with all your other thoughts. Over time, it will hurt less. I promise. If you take time for thinking, one day you’ll think fonder things.
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Sitting in the ocean, I cry
Ask, why won’t you comfort me?
You tell me it’s insignificant.
I’ll never change the volume of the sea.
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I hate him. Bad.
When me and my ex boyfriend were together I got a villager with the same name as him. I don’t really connect the villager to him, and I haven’t gotten rid of him because the villager is like really cute.
Anyways, this guy decided to start wearing one of those cartoony disguise masks with the big nose and eyes. And it is UGLY. It is making me hate this villager so much. Like I almost cry every time I see him wearing that stupid mask. Today I’ve decided to make it my goal to make this guy look as stupid as possible. While talking to Raymond today, he gave me Silly glasses and I knew exactly what to do with them…..
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When me and my ex boyfriend were together I got a villager with the same name as him. I don’t really connect the villager to him, and I haven’t gotten rid of him because the villager is like really cute.
Anyways, this guy decided to start wearing one of those cartoony disguise masks with the big nose and eyes. And it is UGLY. It is making me hate this villager so much. Like I almost cry every time I see him wearing that stupid mask. Today I’ve decided to make it my goal to make this guy look as stupid as possible. While talking to Raymond today, he gave me Silly glasses and I knew exactly what to do with them…..
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This is how every house episode goes in my head
Wilson: She doesn’t want the surgery anymore.
House: WHAT??? Is she stupid? You can’t just “opt out” of lifesaving heart surgery!!
Wilson: She has the right to refuse treatment, House.
House: SHE’S SIXTEEN. She has the right to get pregnant at prom, doesn’t mean she should do it. And she wanted this an hour ago, which means you said something to her that made her change her decision.
Wilson: *big sigh and dropping his hands to his side* Well sometimes people have a change of heart.
*Thinking music, camera zooms in to House’s face, his eyebrows are furrowed*
House: ….Change of heart… *he curses under his breath and limps out*
*house, with patient, taking something that used to be preventing her from talking away from her, also that’s the thing keeping her alive*
House: have you ever had a heart transplant?
Cuddy: House? What are you doing? We would know if she had one.
House: I’m not TALKING to you, I’m talking to her. Now answer me, have you had a heart transplant.
She: *gasping for air for drama* N-no!
House, rolling his eyes: don’t LIE TO ME. You will DIE if you are lying to me.
She’s family member: she has never had a heart transplant!
*dramatic music, where house looks at she with expectancy*
House, tapping his cane: come on, we don’t have all day.
She, welling up with tears: I…I did… back when we visited *stereotypical black market transplant country*
House, sighing and filling the silence with glances around the room: The good news is, you don’t need exploratory open heart surgery.
She: whattttt
House: Bad news is, you’re rejecting your little mexican heart.
Cameron: House…it’s *another country*
House: *racial joke* start her on hemodeoxyquarterprocelinhyptophan and she’ll be fine by sunday. Just in time to make it to *callback to something she wanted at the beginning of the episode*
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One time during sex I asked my boyfriend to degrade me cuz I thought I’d be into it but in reality it just made me really sad so I asked him in a very sad voice to please stop.
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I bring a sort of boy band energy to the beach trip that my emo friends don’t quite appreciate.
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I’m not a very emotional man, but I’m crying right now because I’m so overwhelmed with this. My best friend and I are incredibly close, but we never really touch eachother. We like it that way because I’m autistic and get sensory overload when people touch me, and he just doesn’t like touching people. But recently while we were watching a movie he came and sat with me and just..cuddled up. And what’s usually a very uncomfortable and overwhelming experience for me was calm and comforting. Then today we’re laying together, I try to get up, and he pulls me back. I’ve never felt so wanted and cared about and safe and I think I’m in love with him.
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Sometimes when we’re in the car I tune out the music and listen to him sing.
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Me making my dog come with me to fill up my water because the kitchen is five nights at freddy’s and I might die
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Teehee xD Rawr *yiffs you*
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What’s the difference between a canonball and a fanonball?? I’m sorry I’m new here and see the same thing across all fanfics. What’s canonball like in the anime?
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I unadjust my eyes to the dark, the blue light begins to fade as all I can see is darkness. Music plays through my earbuds, the only thing keeping me slightly connected to my physical body. My bubbly mood from the day begins to fade as I realize it wasn’t me being happy, it was just another mania. Everyone romanticises mental illness untill you can’t tell which emotions are real.
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