do you even know how important chicken is to me
when people you hate retweet people who you hate even more
the next person who asks how revision’s going is going to get punched in the face, murdered horribly and fed to my neighbour’s cat
if you really want to help, bring me some fucking rum
i met an old friend in the evening. we sat outside and talked for a few hours. i only ever see him once in a blue moon and the last time was a few years ago, even though we live 15 minutes away from each other. i was in love with him whilst we were at school but we would have made each other miserable. when we’re not together i never think about him, but when we are, i always leave the meeting thinking, ‘still just a tiny bit in love with you’. and that…makes me smile a little bit.
au where fandom doesn’t make me dislike something i previously enjoyed
I’ve got 99 problems and I’m not dealing with any of them