Watching Star Trek as an adult shines new light on why my dad used to look really uncomfortable sometimes during our late-night marathons.
"gosh balin stahp it you’re embarrassing me uwu"
It’s dark night, clock is 2:05. I’m still awake, I should be doing our short film project 9 AM. I feel like I should be really doing something instead of laying in my bed awake. I feel frustated.
I wanna go for walk. But who in the hell goes walking around this time, in this small place? I’m nuts.
I’m in my room, drinking beer and watching Youtube videos and searching tattoo blogs. Ladies and gentlemen, this is my life when I’m not with my friends from school. (but I enjoy this evening as well)
Or non anons, whatever lifts your skirt
people who slip into proper grammar when they’re upset are fucking terrifying