hatsune miku could kick your ass so don’t make fun of her. my dad made fun of her and then she beat him up and now hatsune miku is my new dad.
there’s no law against you tossing spaghetti on the sidewalks. cops cant stop me. not this time
what the fuck is wrong with that cow
I don’t give a fuck how “bad” your oc’s design is. I don’t care if the colours are bright or they have a lot of accessories or they’re a demon queen vampire werewolf horse who is dating legolas. you had fun making them and that fun was entirely harmless, self-indulgent and creative and thats great
when you’re in class and your teacher tells you to do problem No.6
when ur having a casual conversation and it shit gets serious
Someone needs to write a ‘the fire alarm went off at 3 am and now the cute guy from the flat next door is standing next to me in his underwear’ AU
a few days ago bf told me that a couple years ago when he played counterstrike he would respond to dudes getting angry and aggressive and hostile by saying “a kissaroo from me to you” in a slightly goofy friendly voice sort of like the voice you’d associate with a dog muppet. he said they would absolutely lose their shit every time, insisting things like “i dont want a kissaroo from you! only tall blonde girls!”. they always said kissaroo. i cant stop thinking about this