Me, in a few years time on a foggy morning, sitting on the porch of my little cottage in the Scottish highlands, doing a little cross stitch pattern of my cat quietly lying next to me: hey watch this *breathes and u can see it* im a dragon.
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me lying in bed at night staring at the ceiling wide eyed and totally awake: please please please for just five minutes please stop please give me some reprieve let me rest I beg of you
my brain at five million decibels: cheesey on my peeny and some sauce-a on my balls
me, about to explain something to someone: h
my brain: already on the 5th paragraph of this essay of information I wish to impart, having completely forgotten where this train of thought started
someone: you’re pretentious
me, sprawled out on a bed of roses, reading oscar wilde and sipping champagne: oh?
Those Studyblrs: my favorite pen is this $420 amethyst-gold-plated-crusted-ruby angel pen that only writes in platinum ink straight from heaven
Me, a Poor College Student: my favorite pen is that one free pen someone gave me at campus fest freshman year that I have lost about 7 times, and yet it somehow miraculously always turns up again in my bookbag
Polnareff: *tells Jotaro to do something*
Jotaro, the delinquent teen: Sure
Polnareff: *tells Kakyoin to do something*
Kakyoin, the honor student teen: Go fuck yourself
dog: (somewhere in the house) *tap tap tap tap*
me: *calls its name*
dog: *TAPATAPATAPATAPATAPATAP*
me: [accidentally closes a chrome window with 50+ tabs]
my laptop, gently weeping: oh my god………… oh ym hgod thank you so much……….. thank y
cat: meow meow?
my dumbass monkey brain telling me to repeat every sound i find interesting: MEOW MEOW!?
I feel the mountains burn inside 