i dont like new years


This blog is transferring from a single, long story to short stories started by MA’s. It’s a couple years after the events of the previous story and is not meant to be taken seriously. If you’d like you can read the rest of what I had planned here.

Have fun! 

/crawls back to the world of the living



idk which version is better so here you go have both of them

a mix of all the shits on my mind atm 


Favorite wardrobe moments from Depressing News -

  1.  Margaret’s ducky underpants
  2.  BJ’s Chucks + Hawk’s suspiciously 80′s tennies
  3. - 5. Klinger’s many hats + Potter’s painting outfit

are you guys serious? you are going to start another sakura vs hinata with sarada and sumire? both girls are lovely and precious and of course neither of them deserve hate :) so stop your unnecessary shipwars.

*skateboards in

because im bisexual my parents desperately hope ill one day end up marrying a woman but *kickflips* im really fucking gay and i love men 

*skateboards out*

me, first time listening to brand new’s new album: nice very spooky but perhaps a bit too slow?

me having listened to nothing but brand new’s new album for 4 days straight: How Was I Alive Before This


if there’s a reason i’m still alive when everyone who loves me has died
i’m willing to w a i t f o r i t

i’m scared yall my friend went to a medium and in the middle of her reading she randomly brought up my other friend and said that she needed to watch out for her boyfriend and be careful 

feeling this new sensation of happiness. of feeling adequate. of loving my friends and knowing they love me… by taking care of myself through taking my meds and getting my schoolwork done when i can i feel like. i almost feel new. or the air around me feels new

okay okay so on the one hand, seeing official documention that uses he/him pronouns for me is the most disquieting feeling ever. i’m so, so used to seeing she/her that seeing ‘he’ or 'his’ in conjunction with my name genuinely knocks me out of focus and i have to completely reorient myself before i can keep reading. on the other hand, it like… instills the most giddy reaction in me? my gender therapist spoke about me in the third person early in our interview to play out some hypothetical scene and used 'his’ and i almost fucking giggled. now seeing the description she’s written about me, consistently using he/him pronouns, it’s simultaneously discomfiting and rad as all hell??

- Love and War -
A Felix x Locus playlist, from Felix’s perspective.

1. Last Gay Song Mindless Self Indulgence
“Now tell me the truth. Be honest with me. Be honest with me. Do I look gay in this outfit? Ok, fff. Thank God. I thought I looked like a faggot.”

2. Cryin’ Like A Bitch Godsmack
I’m tougher than nails, I can promise you that. Step out of line, and you get bitch-slapped back.

3. Graphic Nature Deftones
Shed some light, and tell me your secret: How are you trained? I promise you I can keep it. Go on, explain…

4. Lullaby for a Sadist Korn
Gloating, I plant the seed inside your head right away, watch it grow…

5. Labyrinth Oomph!
Left, right, straight ahead. No one here can tell you which direction is the right one to take.

6. Sustain the Untruth Dir en Grey
Is love on your right? What’s at the left? I am beautiful.

7. Attack 30 Seconds to Mars
I won’t suffer, be broken, get tired, or wasted, surrender to nothing, or give up what I started and stopped it, from end to beginning

8. Pushit Tool
There’s no love in fear. / Just remember I will always love you, as I claw your fucking throat away. It will end no other way. It will end no other way.

9. Madness in Me Skillet
From the fire that burns inside, consuming. I fight to stay alive, but I can’t breathe. The voices scream, the enemy takes over everything

10. Weak and Powerless A Perfect Circle
Desperate and ravenous, so weak and powerless over you

11. Nothing’s Fair In Love And War Three Days Grace
It’s too late tonight! Nothing’s fair in love and war! Your hand, my knife, your heart, my life!