*press Two Bottons*

got told at lunch "you feel like Tumblr Incarnate" and i had to tell them i've been here for 13 years and counting. i was here three years before dashcon happened. i saw the mishapocalypse. i survived the gigapause. i've been here longer than the shoelaces post. i've been here since it was hipsters versus fandom and i played both sides extensively by overdoing the sepia filters on everything and making my own flashing galaxy gif edits for my fandom posts. i'm every tumblr. it's all in me

My brain: You have so many tight deadlines. So many things on your weekly schedule. So many important jobs. You have to get important work done!!!

My hands:

by: にいに

ouch

Bitches with trust issues love enemies to lovers because they love the idea of seeing someones worst traits first and still be able to fall in love them without the everpresent underlying fear of weather their worst is something genuinely evil. It's me. I'm bitches.

I drew the gang,

Awwww

Yuu: It's Valentine's Day, so I sent a box of chocolates to the hottest guy in school.

Grim: Yeah, about that. The card on your box literally said, "To the hottest guy in school." So now they're all fighting about who that could be.

Yuu, smiling: I know! I'm not in love with anyone in particular. I just wanted to start a fight.