I grab cookie Greek Cresent, Cresent moon shaped covered in powder sugar. Me try to bite cookie and it is rock??? Me try again it is cookie, but why rock? I finally bite into cookie and It Is NOT GREEK CRESENT!?!? ITS BASCUTT! Why? How? Why? Why is the biscott on the plate with the Greek Cresents?? But More Importantly WHY IS THE BISCOTTI DISGUISED AS GREEK CRESENTS!?!? I would think Nan did this with malice but she's not there enough for that! This Wasn't Intential! So why is the biscott cresent shaped but What Sane Person Puts POWDERED SUGAR ON BISCOTTI?!?!
I cant tell if I've gone week or it the antidepressants finally worked and I can feel feelings again cuz tell me why epic the musical made me cry and not one of the sad songs no the damn ending
So my earbuds broke and now only registered base so I guess I'm listening to corpse for the foreseeable future
If anyone ever wants to know what education neglect looks like its my 23 year old sister thinking that julius caesar was the guy who had jesus crucified
I can't find this on fanfic and i swear I'm going insane 5 miunits ago I was convinced it was a marauders fic but now that I'm thinking about it more it might have been bad batch but god fucking damn it I need this as a marauders fic!!!
What the fic actually is is crosshair is techs safety person so when he leave tech starts writing letters to him that he hides in his room but after tech dies and crosshair comes back crosshair finds the letters and reads them and it's from hid pov
But now imagine a marauders edition of this where Regulus writes Sirius letters after he left but never sends them just keeps them in a box in his room then years later when Sirius is living in grimmaul place(is that how you spell that idk) Sirius finally works up the courage to go in his brother's room (which obviously kretcher Katcher Kracher htf do you spell the little elf's name has kept perfect) anyway when Sirius goes into Reg room he find and reads the letter and it would all be gloriously depressing
So anyway I did go insane I found the bad batch fic and I need the marauders version on my desk by Monday
I've Had this tabed for 2 hours trying to find this damn fic I Remember It Now I'm Not Crazy I JUST NEED TO FIND THE FUCKER
Hears all the witch craft that I hide in the basement of my christian parents house
So I have nothing againsy a/b/o but I was scrolling through 803 finding my own business when all of a sudden THERES A FUCKING FOURTH ONE NOW LIKE WHAT THE FUCK ALPHA BETA AND OMEGA WEREN'T ENOUGH YOU HAD TO ADD DELTS THE FUCK DOSE THAT ONE DO?!?
I no longer need to bow to the gods of wind in the morning to pacify the flying gremlin that live rent free at the foot of my bed for I have harnessed the power of the fucking sun and ascended to godhood myself the wind my try to nock me off my feet but even then it will only be giving me more power to burn anything that stands in my way to the ground these futel efforts to try and stop me will only fan the flames that control the gremlins around me-
Taking trains is weird cuz sometime there are so many extra seats you can have 4 all to yourself without being an ass hole and sometimes the trains so packed that getting early means getting some Prime Restate on the fucking ✨floor✨ cuz several assholes have decided to man spread so much that they take up 3 fucking seats with their feet and luggage while an elderly woman death stares them for the entire hour long ride-
I had to do this for class project and I never realized that she is usually depicted moaning or that the story behind the Ecstasy of Saint Teresa is so sexually charged like it's not that sexually charged but for a baroque depiction of a nun it's more than I was expecting
random shit idiots welcome anthropology major histor minor G pronouns: all (I horde them like a dragon)
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