I haven’t been here in years.
I moved to Twitter. Sorry y’all.
@ches-not-cheese / ches-not-cheese.tumblr.com
I moved to Twitter. Sorry y’all.
my date went awful and he ghosted me ;-;
boys like that deserve a fighting
when equipment screens don’t actually pause the game
I WAITED 10 SECONDS FOR THE GIF TO LOAD AND I WAS NOT DISAPPOINTED
Sometimes Quincey has to turn the key a few times before his meow engine will start. (Sound up.) 😹
less than 1 horse power tho
1 catpower
it’s winter, so he needs to warm up a bit first is all
Moe Szyslak, the one true LGBTQ ally on the show.
Everyone battles their own inner demons, and as much as I want them to be happy, the battle is theirs to conquer. Any moment I can manage to get a genuine smile or laugh out of them, you bet I will indulge in that moment 😈
Linktober!
Witchtober - Day 4
Ratatoiue 2
i am.. .CRYING G
I have so many questions..
goals: getting as fucked up as christine is in this video
i don’t think people understand that people can ‘love’ you and not actually love you
like my grandmother ‘loved’ me, but she also was always trying to change me. she tried to take me away from my (catholic bisexual) mother. she made me wear dresses when i was there. she always tried to get me to go to church and was always asking me if i was dating a boy yet
i spent years feeling guilty that i wasn’t what she wanted me to be until my mom told me one day “she never bothered to know the real you”
and it’s true. any time i tried to show her something about myself, even cook for her, it would be dismissed, and a replacement would be offered. even northern food was somehow a sin.
she loved me what she thought i should be, she never loved me.
bc people who love you, they love you for all the stuff that makes you you. they never consider that it makes you inconvenient.
“It was true: the other mother loved her. But she loved Coraline as a miser loves money, or a dragon loves its gold.“
Loving someone like a prized possession is a very different thing from loving someone like a person you care about.
a fic writer: *ends a chapter with huge drama and ugly tears* ‘til the next update!
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so in 2010 i made a facebook event for my birthday party for this year, because i thought “haha wouldnt that be funny, 2018 is forever away!”. but now it is 2018, and my birthday is in 2 days.
people have been building the hype for the past 8 years
and now im stressed cause i gotta deliver, i had 8 years to make plans and i procrastinated to the last minute. time makes fools of us all
The big day came and went. I knew I had to do something special so I turned the party into a SURPRISE MURDER MYSTERY! It’s long so check my twitter post for the whole thing but here are the highlights:
At 10:48pm, I called everyone into my room. There had been a murder, and everybody was a suspect. Next to the body was a gun, and the party goers were quick to find the red fingerprints on it
They found red fingerprints on a balloon and popped it to find a receipt for gum inside. Someone had been passing out gum all night, however they claimed someone else gave them the gum first.
the argument was going nowhere so we contacted the victims spirit. she led us to the REAL murder weapon: a 100% very real bottle of poison. my roommate claimed he saw someone earlier with that bottle, but before he could tell us…
the power went out! and when it came back on…
my roommate had been murdered! following the clues, we tracked down the true culprit to the bathroom, where he was trying to escape through the window
with the murder successfully solved, the party goers were treated to this congratulatory message on the wall to forever commemorate their success. the other prize was that they didnt have to listen to my fake Savannah accent anymore