W ill you show me how to take
a picture on this?
Y'jus' press the button.
outta. would it be awkward/cliche if i had a turkish oc.
"——Why wouldn’t I believe that?"
” Most of the people don’ really believe me ‘bout it. “
kennedy, shapeshifter, mutant, pacifist, rival, ally, teacher,
parent, mentor, fake girlfriend, lover, partner, friend, mentally ill,
drinker, smoker, george clooney impersonator, one direction
fan, steve buscemi, michael cera, double president, leo di caprio
enthusiast, gatsby lover, cinephile, musician, artist, senior citizen,
amnesiac, optimist, inchworm, indie oc.
outta. i will finally announce this :
I DO NOT LIKE ELEKTRA NATCHIOS ( in fact i hate her )
I WILL NEVER BE ABLE TO LIKE ELEKTRA NATCHIOS
MY HATRED FOR HER HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH HER BEING GREEK OR THE HORRIBLE MOVIES WE DON’T TALK ABOUT
THANK YOU AND HAVE A GOOD DAY.
[ Berfie I was reading your munday thing and saw ‘considered mean’ and it took me about five minutes to understand what that meant because I was like what the fuck kind of question is that? Thinking that it was you know, mathematical mean rather than a dickhead. ]
outta. do i nEED TO BURN SOME OF THAT MATH STUFF BEFORE YOU LOSE YOUR MIND WASA
date of birth: december 27th.
zodiac sign: i pretend to be an aquarius.
gender: straight ? asexual ? i don’t even know.
eye colour: dark hazel.
hair colour: currently dark red.
height: 1.65 m.
scars: all over my arms. thanks cat people.
burns: on my left thumb.
over weight: meeeeeh. a little bit. at least i feel like it.
under weight: No.FAVORITE…
colour: red & blue and shades.
hair colour: ( ginger fetish strikes back ).
eye colour: all the pretty colours.
song: wolf like me ; tv on a radio. ( damMIT DAVE )
t.v show: naaaaaaaaaah.
food: yogurt. like real turkish yogurt.
drink: my love for tea is returning.
video game: portal 2. team fortress 2. ( i’m a valve person okay. )
ice cream flavor: chocolate.
had sex: no.
had sex in public: no.
gotten pregnant: no.
kissed a boy: yes.
kissed a girl: no.
gotten tattoos: why have tattoos when you can draw them on your own ?
gotten piercings: nah.
smoked or drank: no and yes.
had a broken heart: …..
been in love: naaaaah.
needed surgery: yeah?
a virgin: ye.
a cuddler: yeeeeee.
a kisser: nah man kissing is actually p gross.
scared easily: pfffff naah.
jealous easily: you can say that.
trustworthy: i guess.
submissive: in the school? prooobably.
in love: irl? nah son.
single: irl? yeah son.
in a relationship: neeeeeeaaaaaah.
considered mean: yeah.
have you harmed yourself: cats harm me.
thought of suicide: one time only.
attempted suicide: naaah.
killed someone: in my mind, yeah.
wanted to kill someone: constantly.
who did you kiss last: i can’t remember.
last text: my host mom?
drove a car: nah.
have/had a job: i teach tiny kids how to skate sometimes.
as in i’m planning their murder bc i hate kids
favourite soda/pop: fanta? you guys have that ?
do drugs: nah.
"Barney, you are forty years old."
—— yer welcome. “
He lets his brother led him in silence, content for the moment to just be out of that chair. “Thanks for coming for me.”
—- -- that’s what I gotta do, right.
save yer ass. that’s what older brothers do. “
shit, here we go again. the mask is wearing
off. find something to cover it all up again.
also ; damn he is heavy.
” ‘sides, y’got some serious explanation t’do. “
✉ [ text sent: Barney ]: i may have that ready in a mug on the counter
text : she's got coffee.
i guess clint had some chocolate
ill find it and ill come over
it was a split-second moment the first time he saw her.
then, he could walk, he’d just apologized a lot through his way
to a good restroom visit ( finally )
——————- he’d just eaves-
dropped on the final conversation between his idiot of a brother
and the girl. he didn’t ask much after that.
or is it a great thing he can remember things quickly.
———————- you seem familiar. ”
”Camera needed there too.”
” Perfect blackmail material. “
✉ [ text sent: —- ]: if you bring a pack of chocolate i will love you forever
text : she's got coffee.
i will love you more if you have free coffee
outta. ok i’m gonna do this one time only tonight :
who wants a starter yo