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I love walking 'slightly' away from the wall so that these former frat-bro business dudes have to move out of the way otherwise they run into me.

And they seem awfully afraid to run into me: a five-foot-three girl, wearing all black, with waist length neon green hair

i am doomed by the narrative. ignore that i am also the author of the narrative

it's literally my job to be the last one behind the performers as we walk to and from the stage so no one gets pulled out of line and there's this one guy that always politely holds the doors open for me and everyday I have to hold the door and motion for him to keep walking

it's been a month why is he still doing this? it's gotta be malicious at this point right?

I think the message of Howl’s Moving Castle is that in order to maintain a successful relationship with some kind of fucked up wizard, you must find it in yourself to also be some kind of fucked up wizard.

me thinking of really cool art concepts all day

me the second i sit down at my tablet

the streamer I've watched since he was 15 is going to Paris fashion week because he was invited by dolce & gabbana

that's a crazy sentence and I can't believe it's fucking true

it’s december 1 where’s the christmas tail kitten bring him to me

OK so I have today and tomorrow to finish this fic and I need all the motivation to SPEED WRITE the hell out of this so for every 500 words I am allowed to crawl back to this flaming hole of distractions and share ONE (1) of my dumb head canons. 

OK WORDCOUNT AT 79666 SEE YOU AT 801666

I had to use a calculator for that how embarrassing  

edit: I now see the extra 6, and I will leave it there just so that it’s very clear TO EVERYONE INVOLVED the exact degree of how EVEN WITH A CALCULATOR I do. not. feckin. math

Richarlyson: OH TRUE TIO PHIL did you ever saw I have arms now? But apparently I have arms but I shriken got smaller

Phil: What? [GASPS]

Forever: Richarlyson is smaller than the other Eggs.

Phil: What the fck? You shrunk? Was it all the honey?

Forever: Yeah. Chayanne, get like next to Richas.

Phil: Wait, you are smaller, what? Wait... huh? [Richarlyson and Chayanne both put on mooshroom hats and stand next to each other to compare heights] Awww! Yeah they have to be aligned, they have to be lined-up. Oh, my God, you're right. Look at you! You're a little bit– little smaller. That's cute– [Richarlyson hits him] Ow. That's cute! I didn't know that, I didn't know you guys had different heights. I had no idea you guys had different heights. I wonder if it's the honey. I wonder if the honey stunted your growth.

Richarlyson: [Starts smacking Phil, who cracks up] STOP