We Need To Invent A Way To Fall Down An Unrealistically Long Flight Of Stairs Breaking Every Bone And

hey, I hope this is not inappropriate,

I just wanted to say thank you for your kind words for my emisuba post. They made me really happy.

Awww thank you so much! 🥹 It's not inappropriate at all! I've kind of had a similar theory for a while now, but it was much less well put together. So It made me really excited to see a much more cohesive version of my own thoughts, in a way.

The gremlin.🧌✨

I can't I love him so much

when u think about his soulful brown eyes…

Has anyone ever done a spectrum that classifies anime protagonists by how much they like milk where the two extremes are Edward Elric, who never misses an occasion to voice his visceral hatred for milk, and Mob, who willingly let himself be "tricked" into a fight with a cult leader, who was also an evil spirit in disguise, only because in doing so he could drink three bottles of milk

i have no idea what passes for humor on this site anymore. i feel like i could say shit like "hey what's up guys i'm still trapped in this abandoned grain silo" and it'd get notes.

Subaru and Subaru and Natsumi Schwartz an Subaru and....

I never realized how funny Jeremy Fitzgerald's name sounds until I said it out loud. It's like jojo except instead of jojo it's jerjer

i miss the times when me and my seven person friend group would just get together and inject poison into packets of sun chips and give them to our parasocial enemy rupert. and warm summer nights we’d walk around the streets after midnight. we’d walk for hours just chatting and giggling and maybe pop into a corner store and buy some redbulls. and we’d clink them together and take a sip and laugh and laugh. oh rupert. he was the only person we knew who liked sun chips. the world was ours back then. the whole city felt like a blanket fort. life was an inside joke. every moment felt like a note in a song. how i loved those people. i dont know if i ever let them know how much i loved them. our parasocial enemy rupert got hit by a car before the poison had finished its course. some people thought he jumped out there on purpose. i guess it doesn’t matter whether that’s true or not. one of my friends went back into the river. another went into a very tall building, one of those buildings you pass by every day but you don’t know what people do in there, and you’ve just accepted that you’ll never know what the inside looks like, much less the top floor. i guess she knows now, but i haven’t seen her since so i can’t ask her. one returned to the rats. one went to one of those secret blocks you only find when you go through a random alley, and i’m not the type to go into alleys. one went up the stairs in the back of a burger restaurant. one fell into a hole. i don’t know what happened to the last one. he texted me, “come meet me at noon, so i can say goodbye to you.” but i was at a matinee that day and didn’t see the message until the movie was over. i think he was in love with me.

girl I would kill myself if I did that lol