i swear, it was 11:30 five minutes ago.
the clock reads 4:14.
i was just talking to fren cat ((miss her)).
the clock reads 4:15
tick tock make it stop.
a whole new meaning to ‘you’ll go down in history’
send me to my death.
((but still remember me for centuries))
that one song that fills you with a grEAT NEED to thROW A FRICKEN BRICK INTO THE WALL is the best song. play that shit on repeat. join the survey corps. punch a titan in the non-existing genitals. yell. destroy an entire building with your 3d maneuver gear. eat a small child. you can do anything.
i woke up every day this week thinking it was saturday.
but now that saturday is finally here, i’m a bit disappointed in the lack of excitement.
i expected fireworks, at the very least.
perhaps a “congratulations! you made it to saturday!” banner.
UPDATE: never mind, i got one. thanks riley. i think.
04/28/17: i deleted my deviantart account. on april first this year, i changed all my deviations to this:
going out with a bang.
i know, i know. i am an inspiration to everyone around me. all hail misha collins.
remember kids, if you’re going to do something, do your best to make it exciting. try not to live your life too miserably.
when you introduce your friend to another friend, and they realize that they’re totally in the same fandoms, so you try to follow their conversation like you know what the frick is going on and wish that you’d practiced your fake laugh a bit more.
i wrote a four paged argumentative essay on how we should get rid of the penny.
i’d elaborate on the subject but it wouldn’t make cents.
because the u.s. mint could save ~$53 million if they just got rid of the penny alone.
join the revolution.