yeah i got money
IF YOUR BOYFRIEND MAKES JOKES ABOUT YOUR BODY, WEIGHT, EATING DISORDER, RECOVERY, ETC, MAKE A JOKE ABOUT HOW HE’S SINGLE AND THEN WALK OUT THE DOOR BECAUSE THAT IS SOME FUCKEN BULLSHIT AND YOU ARE A BAD BITCH WHO DESERVES BETTER OK OK
THE BEST THING IN THE WORLD IS SEEING PEOPLE SMILING BECAUSE OF YOU
this is your pilot speaking, yes we’re having difficulties, we’ve realised that this isnt actually a functionable plane but instead a very convincing lego replica
public school in a nut shell
They expect my reaction to be something like:
When really, my reaction is something like:
I’m that part of the fandom that can’t gif, make edits, write fanfiction or draw I’m just kind of here like
Which makes you the commenter, the fic-reccer, the source-finder, the link-poster, the headcanon buddy, the forum-poster, the kink-prompter, the conversation starter, the number one fan, the miscellaneous details and subconscious fact-checker.
aka: you’re the person all those other skill-sets are producing for.
I like you.
step 1: make girl laugh
step 2: make girl moan