Hanging out is all we have left
wish i could go missing for a little bit and no one would freak out and then i could come back and they'd be like "did you have fun going missing" and i'd be like "yeah, thanks" and then i could do that every couple of months or so and it wouldn't be a big deal
omfg. his eyes r so pretty. would love to see him in tears and sobbing
god didn't give me a dick because he knew I'd get hard when I heard a rich choral harmony
persisting despite it all !
anyone whos ever had to interact with hickey has lived the entirety of the passenger 2023
"Nah, it wasn't stupid, I actually thought it was quite sweet..."
based on this hehehehe! what happens the next morning, actually! :3
almost posted this all alone but then i remembered i wanted to write something for this and thus. fic under read more.
warning for mentions of alcohol & being drunk
taglist (reply to be added/removed):
pov you're vitali and you're in college and the guy (pictured above) (his name is nick) who keeps switching between being your bf and a pain in the ass wants to see your boobs (you say no and he blocks you for three days)
The Bathroom was a key invention in neurodivergent rights. Sorry I hate it here I need to exit the situation for several minutes and you can't tell me not to on the off chance that I actually have to piss. It's genius. Everyone say thank you bathroom for everything she's done for us
I love it. I feel like I'm winning a hostage situation. I'm cheating the social conventions. Implicitly saying if you don't let me get out of here I'm gonna piss or shit myself & nobody can argue with that
the tiny apartment upstairs 🍲🍵📚
Amedée Julien Marcel-Clément (French, 1873--?)