So I Got Into Alien Stage ...and I Do Not Know What To Feel About This Man In Particular ..

just cast the fire spell. dip shit

nerdjo

You hate yourself so loudly. You hate yourself at the top of your lungs. Your loathing for yourself permeates your speech. “Sorry I’m just rambling.” “Don’t worry about it.” “Just ignore me.” “Sorry if I’m annoying you.” “Sorry I don’t make sense.” “Sorry about that.” Sorry, sorry, sorry. You act as if you have to beat everyone else to the punch. As if the punching bag is you. If you hate yourself first, if you hate yourself loudest, then nobody will hurt you. You clapped your hands over your ears and shut your eyes and balled yourself up so that you’d never have to experience people’s loathing for you. And it meant you never heard their love. You drowned it out. You screamed your hatred over it. And you never got to hear it. 

i cannot unsee it

ok but Klaus and Five are Sirius and Regulus variants

that trend but with Jily

THIS IS SO BEAUTIFUL AND MAJESTIC I-

shhh dont disturb them they're sharing mana after a tough day

Quit ur job join my emo band

if deku wasn’t such a wuss and ratted out bakugou for being a bully to his mom .. no angst. mama bakugou would’ve straightened his ass out.. snitches get stitches but so will bakugou if he keeps it up

his parents would’ve taught him some respect!!

i get the character development need but really what a failure on everyone around him. Do you Not see this weird mean child discriminating against people… and not consider… stopping that line of thinking

My ideal date? You release me into the wild to hunt me for sport on your remote island BUT I’m not very good at hiding so you find me within 20 minutes. You hold the gun to my face but there is something so earnest in my eyes and hands that you cannot carry through. You pick me up and carry me back to your mansion. I am so polite and charming that you nurse me back to health. You grow to love and trust me despite the fact you’re holding me hostage after I fell of a charter vessel bound for Brazil. You buy me new clothes and have them shipped to the island. I kiss you good morning every day. You propose marriage. I accept. We skype in a priest and get married with the butler as our witness. That night I kill you and the butler. I redistribute your wealth. I live in the mansion on the abandoned island for the rest of my days. I study snail ecology. I never remarry. You were the love of my life but you were too dangerous and evil to live. I am buried next to you. The tides eventually wash our bodies away. Into the depths of the ocean, together.

I'm so normal about her