they call me… 7 Knives. because that’s how many knives it takes me to cook things because I keep puttin em in the fuckin sink without thinking about it
[me vaguing about myself] and SOME of us, are just never going to get our shit together
tell me why guy mann is the most relatable character in x files history
are u ever too stressed to do anything like ur literally so stressed that it has reduced u to someone who stares at the wall for two hours instead of doing the things u need to do that will make u unstressed
humanity did a lot of things wrong but at least we got libraries, museums, and coffee shops right
british wizards be like, “omg hogwarts is the best wizarding school in the world” oh really? well beauxbatons didn’t have lord fucking voldemort on campus every other year
sneeze on your knuckles before a fight in order to inflict poison damage
Leave. Stay gone. They have never understood who you were, your sadness, your struggle, who you became. They haven’t peeked inside your soul. Don’t tell them how soft and warm it is; how incredibly fragile. Hand over heart, you’ll be okay in their absence. I promise.
I never understood why people in the Harry Potter universe complained about taking tests. If I had to learn about werewolf uprisings or potions, i would be in the library 24/7.
teacher on the first day: class i want every one of you to tell about yourself
me: i am made of tons and tons of spiders stacked on each other and i have trained them to disconnect at my will to terrorize others