little c*nt

Most annoying overwatch characters...well. When in the hands of someone competent (otherwise they're harmless feeders).

-competent tracers are the bane of my existence. they’re impossible to hit and they’re a distraction, they might as well get an assist for every time they get you fucking killed by their teammates while distracted by her

-symmetras, oh god for the love of god, spare me. I hear their gun nearby and immediately curse Jeff Kaplan’s bloodline

-GENJIS oh my god. I mean. I can handle Genji as Junkrat but as a healer, no, that flighty little c*nt.

-Torbjorn. just. torbjorn. they don’t even need to be competent. as long as there is a torbjorn in the game, I’m annoyed.

-and last but certainly not least, Mei. fuck you and your ice walls and your demon’s ult and your freezing gun and your stupid icicle projectiles, i hope you enjoy the fires of hell, icy witch demon.

It’s rare I post a photo on here with a celeb these days because I swear to god some random people just loved to hate that time I met Tom Hiddleston at a party and posted it on here (like you don’t know me and you deffo wasn’t at the party to gtfo of here ya muggy little c*nts, excuse my French) last year.

Annnnnyway!! I just really wanted to share this one because it was at a charity event the other night and about a month before this I’d seen James McAvoy for the first time since Ruling Class and to my shock he actually remembered me and my friend, asked how we were and told us he was doing more theatre next year. Then at this event the other evening we had spotted him arrive but wanted to play it cool. At one point we walked right past each other and I could tell he was looking but avoided eye contact but I know he recognised us because then when my friend behind me past, she must have made eye contact because I heard him say ‘hey’ and something to the effect of ‘you’re here’ but we didn’t stop and talk.

Finally, later in that evening, after I’d had a load of champagne courage he was returning inside after going outside for a bit and I just intercepted him with a light backhanded slap on his chest/shoulder (I really need to learn not to do that oops) and then the following happened:

Me: Hey James!

James: Hey you! *holds out hand to shake*

Me: *goes to fist bump instead because that’s how I roll*

James: Nah, come here! *proceeds to pull me in for a hug*

And inner me is freaking the fuck out because James McAvoy just hugged me like I was his bro (and I am happy with being his bro if anything) That’s when I also realised I’ve got to not screw up now and come across like a major fangirl, I’ve got to act chill AHHH but I somehow managed.

So, then I spoke to him for what seemed like forever about how we’ve both been, theatre and other stuff. It’s so easy to get caught up talking to this wonderful man that I nearly forgot to bring my mate in on the convo but then I got him to wish her a happy birthday and we continued to talk about theatre and stuff. (Theatre is my passion of you hadn’t noticed oops) And then he was so nice with taking photos afterwards and I legit feel like I’ve upgraded from random James fan to random acquaintance that James recognises but not in a bad way! Then later that night I went to talk to him again and he took some classic James McAvoy selfies with us, because he’s a photo beast when he gets hold of your phone!

Oh and he also remembered telling us a month before he was doing theatre because turns out he probably isn’t now until 2018 because everyone is doing he show he wanted to do next year already!


See, when I was 15, I was still playing pokemon.

I wasn’t fucking stealing peoples’ cars and bragging about it on Facebook and Instagram like this little c*nt.

Even going to an Australian ‘Stolen Imports’ facebook page and bragging and threatening to steal peoples’ cars.

Now, I don’t condone vigilante justice, nor violence against minors. But if there’s anyone in Melbourne’s Northern Suburbs (…maybe Thomastown…) and would like to go to this dickhead’s house and give him a… stern talking to.

His identity and address may or may not have been made public on facebook, and some choice individuals (such as myself) may or may not have seen such information…