#id actually kms

[hedgehog-troops]

me watching my bsf who im falling literally describe how much she finds some specific women (not me) hot. their long hair (not me), their small waist (not me), their curves (not me), them being women (not me) and then shes like, but not in a gay way, in an appreciative way.

like okay

and then today when were on call shes like yk you look like a man rn (she always says this when she sees me with my hair open and home clothes). and then goes on to say, damn you wouldve been a really nice man. previously she has also said, yk sometimes you see people and you think they were born the wrong gender? i think thats you. (okay girl, love your selective trans activism) AND THEN AND THEN TODAY SHE SAYS IF YOU WERE A MAN ID DO YOU LIKE GIRL PLEASE DONT DO THIS TO ME ILL CRY.

[aeferkssr]

Ur the prettiest part about this blog btw

NAWWW CAUSE WHO IS THISSSS u probably dont even know whatr i look olike i could be rata too ee for all u know

[tojisun]

this is an edit of my drunken thought last night but

hockey player simon is in my head right now—

thinking about how you are watching from the seats closest to the rink, and startling when he body-slams an opponent against the glass protector only for your eyes to meet his when he pulled away with a quiet snarl and snapped his head up in his anger.

he couldn’t have truly seen you, you tell yourself. he’s caught up in the middle of a game, high off his adrenaline, so you are damn sure that he didn’t really catalogue the interaction. that it was a fluke—eyes meet without the conscious awareness from the brains, you know that.

but.

riley (41) somehow began to gravitate towards your end of the rink, only slipping away for assists or to catch his mark. sure, the seat you chose was close to the ones that are angled well to the goal so perhaps that’s why he kept coming back, but there’s something electrifying at seeing the way he scans the crowd during the two-minute breaks, stopping when his eyes finally rest on you, before he skates away.

it makes your heart flutter, blood jumping as your mind runs with imaginations. you try smothering the blooming hope that maybe, just maybe, this man you idolize somehow is attracted to you. that somehow, amidst the craze and the adrenaline, you were able to leave such an imprint on him.

but the game rages on, with specgru managing to carve a tie against their opponents with mactavish (91) scoring a point. it makes the arena shake as screams and jumps erupt from your side of the rink; horns blaring as victory now seemed to be on the horizon. even the goalie, price (2), runs to mactavish, tapping his bucket, fond even in his excitement.

time runs. you swallow, parched, your eyes flicking between the screens and the rink itself as the tension reached new heights. your friend holds your hand, her nails digging into your skin, but you don’t even notice as you clock in riley’s fast skating, his blades slashing against the ice with intense ferocity.

garrick (33) passed the puck, and riley receives it.

your throat constricts, your eyes going wide. you plant your feet onto the floor, unconsciously tensing your muscles. your eyes follow his move, watching the way he devours the space to get to the best shooting spot—that sliver of angle in front of you.

you watch with bated breath, palm over your chest, but it takes your friend shaking you to realize what’s going on.

the roaring of the stadium is all of a sudden muffled as your mind catches up to your eyes, now finding meaning to what exactly it is you’re seeing. your friend is screaming your name but you’re deaf to it all, focused only on the man before you.

riley, the man that he is, points at you. then he turns, swinging his lumber, sending the puck flying past the goalie’s legs and into the net.

it happened so fast—barely a second or two—riley’s point and his score—but it unfolded so clearly before your eyes and victory sings in your blood.

“what was that!?” your friend screeches, pulling you up now that the game has reached its end with the specgru claiming their second win.

you try to tell her that you don’t know, that you don’t even understand what the hell actually just happened, but your voice refuses to form and your mind is back to buffering and riley is still staring at you—

jesus.

he is still staring at you.

god—

guys idek what this was but i woke up and saw bulletpoints of a thought so uhhh heres an attempt 😭

pt.02

mlist!

[nunutiny]

Desire ◇ Yunho

[my-bleeding-hearts]

You’ll only love me until I’m breaking down crying on my knees, begging you please not to ever leave me because I can’t fucking live without you.

[kartoonatic]

Hazel is braver than me bc in this situation:

1) Just lost my house and mom in a hurricane

2) Show up at my grandma's knowing there's bad history between her & my mom

3) Wake up locked in the bedroom

4) Walls start doing this:

The first thing that crosses my mind is now I'm in literal Silent Hill about to endure the worst psychological torture known to man. I'm getting ahead of it and killing myself in this room

[dannirr00ni]

whats the most conceited thing I've ever done? not sure but i feel like stopping my crying to turn on my phone camera then making myself cry again just to take photos because i find myself hot when tearful is pretty high up on the list

[xxplastic-cubexx]

That prof sleeping story was wild heres mine tho

So keep in mind im a very very mentally not okay person

Once fell asleep during a call w my friends while crying i woke up to banging and shit and guess who showed up

Police and an ambulance cuz my friends thought i tried to kms

And then i was taken to the er and i was just laughing non stop cuz its so funny

Then after a VERY VERY VERY LONG WAIT i get seen by some psych or whatever and ig he thought i was psychotic or hallucinating or smth cuz i was just laughing cuz how tf does one end up in this situation and then i actually tell him what happened and he just laughed and i got out

Best part about the situation was i missed my physics final and ppl at school where already talking and spreading rumors and he found out somehow so he just gave me a 100

Thank u for listening to my rant ive been waiting for a right time to drop this and it feels like it is

if telling my profs meant i could get 100s on my exams i woulda done that ever ago like what tha fuck.....

[purpurussy]

been feeling insecure in general lately

[c1trvswurld]

Ik it sounds weird but sometimes I'm happy I have npd bc I'll find myself getting swept up in discourse but then it'll kick in and I'll think "im better than all these losers who gives a shit" and I start blocking people in mass. #freedom

[tojisun]

remember when vinny fought tj10 for brock’s honour………

[tinyevilgremlin]

[possum-tooth]

should Not have gone out last night. i need to clean the house so badly 😭😭

[trashworldblog]

it is so fucking cold in my room what the hell is happening

[todayisafridaynight]

word vomit anon back!!!

pirate majima game is funny...watching people complain abt rgg ruining majima is super funny because he's been a silly guy for like 7 games and a serious guy in one...can he not be silly again...just once more??? (also im sure this game is gonna be emotional in some way shape or form) also k3 heads stay in line yokoyama said it was coming one day he never said soon lol

'k3 heads stay in line' PLEAAASSEE VJLKEALKJ youre right tho i cant lie ....

on the real though yeah no like. majima can be serious at times but generally he's a zany guy, it'd be illegal not to capitalize on that in SOME regard

[perilegs]

oh my god i think i may be sick. i had so much planned for this week.