Cards Against Humanity.
I’m a big fan. Well, I bought this.
It’s great. It hold all of my shit. But it holds something else too.
If you have it, open your box.
You see how I started to tear away at the top of the box there?
Do it carefully.
There’s something in there. What could that be?
There’s a card.
There is a card literally hidden in the top of the box.
But what card?
I fucking love these people.
You say I’m wearing too much black but all I hear is I look great
If I punch myself and it hurts, am I too weak or too strong?
there’s a DINOSAUR IN YOUR KITCHEN
STOP ITS NOT EVEN FUNNY IT WAS LIKE 3AM WHEN I MADE THIS
cards against rainbow sea cow
meanwhile i’m asking the real fuckin questions
things people do in fanfic no one does in real life
- smirk every frickin five seconds
- stutter to be cute
- be like “yeah ok” when asked to call someone “daddy”
- chuckle gently
- chuckle in general
- make simple misunderstandings into the biggest bitch fest you will ever experience
- NO ONE CHUCKLES IT DOESN’T HAPPEN
I chuckled so hard at this