don’t you hate it when you’re reading a chapter and then it’s coming to its climax and omg what’s gonna happen, then woops, your eyes dart to the last line and you spoil yourself and hate yourself for it
this is why, in particularly intense reading situations, i physically put my hand over the bottom of the page so i can’t accidentally spoil myself.
i take this shit seriously.
please reblog this if it is okay to anonymously confess something to you
I honestly love talking to someone late at night.
You don’t know where the conversation will take you. It can change from being stupidly funny to being serious in an instant. The later the night, the more you learn about the person. You start to see their true self as they unravel themselves after each reply. I absolutely adore late night conversations. They always turn out to be the best and most memorable.
That hit me hard wow i need a break
OF COURSE AS I WATCH WEEDS…
FUCKING LEGEND OF KORRA COMES BACK AND I DIDN’T EVEN FUCKING KNOW LIKE I DIDN’T EVEN BELIEVE MY EYES AND LIKE I KNEW BUT LIKE I KNOW NOW AND IT… I CAN’T WHHHHHYYYYYYY
Its ok if you dont laugh at my jokes cause ill laugh enough for the both of us