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*in 50 years*
  • Me:gather around children, grandma has a story to tell you
  • Me:It was a Saturday; May 10th, 2015. Twenty one pilots leaked their own album. It's name was....BLURRYFACE....
  • Grandchildren:THIS STORY AGAIN GRANdmA?!
  • Me:you exist because I exist and I am alive because of them so sit down and shut up
  • Me:... It was a Saturday; May 10th, 2015...

Aloha my name is Heather but my url is selfishlly. If you need someone to talk to, I’m here for a sarcastic quip, weirdness you never thought you would need (but most certainly do), and have a habit of loving people forever. I hope your night or day or hour in time that you are currently living is wonderful. If I love anything more than my followers it’s following back, just let me know you want me to by reblogging this post and sending me a ◕‿◕✿

Okay but Waverly and Nicole becoming canon in Wynonna Earp literally turned a very, very shitty day and state of mind into an amazing one. I can’t explain how, but that burst of happiness helped so much in such a short time and I never really experienced that kind of thing before. Anyway, now I understand how people say that a wlw ship “helped them”, “saved them” etc and I am so grateful to have experienced it. It’s a magical feeling. Representation matters.