A chronicle of my descent into madness, where I reblog nonsense and shake my fist at the clouds. Sometimes I draw.
I love this so much that it actually makes me feel a genuine sense of happiness
"normal teenagers would throw a party, but I stayed at home reading books and watching movies omg i’m so weird XD"
I. AM. FUCKING. DEAD.
oh my god
How to use sand to freak people out
Imagine if some guy was tripping and saw the woman, runs up to help her and she just crumbles apart in his hands. That’s gonna take the trip south.
I wonder if anyone noticed that when Bolin was sleeping, he was mumbling “kale, kale, kale, opal, opal, opal.”
When recapping it I said something along the lines of “Bolin was mumbling in his sleep about Opal and veggie rolls. The running jokes about how much that boy likes girls and food are accurate.”
Opal’s hungry eyes, followed by Bolin’s midnight mumblings… Well, they ARE teenagers…
A bunch of birdies.
Chickens, by Alexandre Ka.
I LOVE THEM
dear sweet merciful arceus
Oh god, I don’t. That is literally the last thing this fandom needs besides the revival of the Makorrasami love triangle.
or opal and eska could fight over the last sLicE of PIZZA WHAT IS WRONG WITH THIS FANDOM