does anyone in anime high schools actually learn anything or do they just stare out the window and participate in clubs?
IM SO PISSED OFF THAT WE DONT HAVE BALLS ANY MORE
I WANT TO WEAR A HUGE DRESS AND BE COURTED AND DANCE AROUND AND HAVE MY GOWN SWEEP THE FLOOR AND BE ALL ELEGANT AND GRACEFUL WITH GLOVES AND SHIT
BUT NO WE HAVE DUMB HOUSE PARTIES WITH CHEAP BEER AND RED CUPS AND HORNY TEENAGE BOYS WHO PUT THEIR HANDS UP MY SHIRT
i thought you meant testicles
you can order 4,500 live ladybugs on amazon for less than $20 what a time to be alive
basketballs smell gross
go to hell??
why are you defending the smell of a ball
someone who doesn’t watch hetalia please explain this
Ok so the tall guy with white hair has just come home from work and his hubby who is a stay at home dad has prepared him a delicious bento box and has decided to feed him himself. You can tell they love each other cause they got the “blushies”.
Out of every explanation that I have read this ones my favorite
So in Dragon Age Origins I set Alistair up to be King and my Warden married him to be queen, and I was just imagining their fights and bickering.
"Well, I think I’m right, I’m the King of Ferelden."
"So? I’m the Hero of Ferelden AND the Queen of Ferelden."
"I killed more darkspawn than you!"
"Alistair, I killed the archdemon.”
jfc Reiner put on a jacket before you poke someones eye out
boys and their v-necks
i hate when ppl are like “ew he’s ugly he has acne”
like u do know that people can’t control their acne
it’s not their fault
don’t be a dick
Sometimes when I am sitting in my booth at Denny’s, I start to wonder how I got here. Like, where do we come from? And why are we the only species that is aware of our own mortality? Is our life some pre-determined track and we’re completely helpless to change or stop it, or are we free spirits and our destination is our own choosing? Is time reallllly a flat circle?! Are flying squirrels reallyyy necessary? Do regular squirrels really need that extra skin? I mean, they’re already agile. Isn’t that a bit much? And why were sad clowns ever popular? And why should I care about someone’s feelings when they clearly made a poor career choice? Who elects to be horrifically sad? But then my French Toast is delivered and all of that goes away. Because priorities.