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Some Thoughts on Super Ep.2 (Spoiler free...I think)
Personally I think she should be a little sweaty, but I like her idea.
I don’t know why any guy thinks they’re gods gift to women. I think it’s pretty safe to say that women were gods gift to women.
Since I think the tattoo will not happen anytime soon maybe I can get this done. What do you guys think?
Ugh guys I still think about my OCs like I haven’t written a single sentence of their story but I think about the movie adaptation all the time I composed the theme music I am not making this up IT IS LITERALLY IN MY HEAD someone send help
Do you ever say “to hell with it” and the result of this ridiculous decision is to make a complete fool of yourself and you can only imagine what the people you’re trying to make friends with are thinking of you. Do you ever think you
It literally doesn’t matter what I do–no, I mean it *literally doesn’t matter*–I could END ALL WARS AND POVERTY today and I would STILL THINK I AM WORTHLESS AND UNWORTHY. I would still think that the choices I make don’t
I’m actually really sick and tired of seeing, hearing, and thinking about love tbh Not because I hate love or happy people but because of the simple fact that I actually don’t think I’ll find it. My mind changes too much. My emotions
There I go thinking about kissing you and hugging you and doing naughty things again…
And I wonder every day, If you think of me as much as I think of you
The fallen wire in front of my house hasn’t been fixed yet, but Graham’s house finally has power and internet. Work is closed until Monday, so I think I’m camping out here for awhile. I think we’re all going to be okay, thank
I know good things are going to happen in the fall but what’s the point in thinking about that if I don’t even think I’m going to make it through the weekend?
tmi sry Graham got TITAN CONDOMS I don’t even know why they’re considered ~titan~condoms. I think it has to do with the shape? It’s not related to the size, I know that much. I don’t even think they’re going to be
I don’t think I like the trope “break the cutie,” but I like the characters that can usually be ascribed to it? At the end of the day, I think my favorite character is the one that’s been through hell and back, but still believes
I uncovered two (!!!!!!) Visa giftcards and I was originally going to just spend it on makeup, because I’m an asshole, but I think I’m going to just go to the mall and get myself some teacher clothes, because hopefully I will need them come
I’m sick for the first time in a long while (I don’t even think I caught it from a student, I think I caught it from Graham). Someone please take care of me.
I think I’m going to try and leave comments on any fics in my bookmarks that I haven’t gotten to yet. Getting comments always really cheers me up. It’s the holidays and I think cheering people up this way could be super nice. So
There are people out there in the world that I doubt think of me often. People who I never talk to and I never know what to say to them. People who I think of every day. I wonder what their lives are like. I wonder how they would feel if I tried to forge
u ever just zone out in the middle of playing a game and start thinking of sth completely irrelevant b/c that’s what happened to me and now whenever i play aichuu I’m gonna keep thinking about terudai/iwaoi competitively fucking
thinks about trans boy oikawa with surgery scars. starts crying
i ever tell u guys that i think my room is haunted bc i used to have lots of weird dreams about a man hanging himself in my closet and a girl hanging herself in front of my bed but anyway u know what i think would make a really cute story a girl moving
The past couple of days have been really hectic for me in regards to my work, but things have finally come under control. I had to do a lot of thinking in regards to what’s been going on, and I think I’ve made the right decision in the end.
I’m thinking about writing a new Locktimus AU where everyone in the Bayverse movies survived and Lockdown hits on Optimus, while Megatron seethes in the background.…I think my fever is getting to me.
Waiting at Costco to get gas and thinking which to do tonight: finish up those color commissions so that I don’t feel guilty about working on other art, or write Locktimus smut…Deciding these things have gotten harder now that I’ve
…I think I am slightly hung over. I think? I’m gonna lie in bed for a little longer until the nausea passes :3
…I should be asleep, but I keep thinking of fic ideas for Undertale… Once I finish the neutral ending once tomorrow, I think I’m gonna write this one out. I CANT GET THE GENOCIDE ROUTE BATTLE AGAINST SANS OUTTA MY HEAD DAMMIT. WHY
I think I’m gonna have to stop watching things where women fall in love. I think it’s making me sad and lonely
My mom mentioned that I looked slimmer this morning but I think she thinks I didn’t hear her. I was just hungry I hadn’t eaten in like 14 hours at that point and now I’m hungry again so I wonder if I look thinner nowOh fuck…here
So I think I’m going on a date Tuesday what is even happening in my life?
So here’s how my Monday went. I don’t think I broke my collarbone but I think I did bruise the bone. Fuck my fucking life.
Not only am I getting a root canal done on Tuesday, I think I’m going to have to call the vet and talk about putting down my dog. I think heartbroken would be an understatement.
Yeah I think my husband and I are going to have to put our dog down sometime this week. We are pretty torn up about it but I think Marley’s just in that much pain. I’m so so heartbroken.
I think I’m just very anxious about this. I don’t actually know anything about labor and delivery or the signs. I think I must still be nesting because it feels like if we don’t get this bassinet set up right now then everything will
I’ve been thinking a lot about the future lately and I don’t know if I’m done having adventures. I think maybe one day I would like to live somewhere else. But I can’t picture leaving Colorado Springs either. I’ve never lived
This week has just been weird. I think it’s the fact of things going too well that freaks me out and makes me think of my past. That I don’t deserve this. Or rather that my life just…shouldn’t be going so well. That’s not
I wish I was closer. I hate how far away I am from you. I’d run there and be with you and make it work. But I can do nothing but sit here and hope you’re thinking about me as much as I’m thinking about you
I have no idea why I thought there would be a day where I didn’t think at least once that I wanna die or self harmthat was just wishful, unrealistic thinking.
Me: thinks about some stuff that might vaguely allude to my abuser Me: 👀 My mind: hyper focuses on that one little thing till all I can think about is them
Please don’t think I’m insensitivePlease don’t think I don’t careI just can’t be here like I used to… and there’s probably nothing that anyone can do about it
A lot of times when I think about quitting *smoking* I just start thinking of starting smoking. Not sure why but I feel like one will lead to the other somehow?
When I was a freshman in hs, the boy I was dating broke up with me bc his parents found out Im black. Sometimes I think about that and it just fucks with me bc people think Portland, Or is so ~progressive~ Fuck alladat.
I thought I was doing better, but I’m really, really not. I’ve been listening to Mac Demarco - Chamber of Reflections on repeat since 2:30 am, and it has me thinking really hard. Firstly, I keep thinking of my dreams and of the life I desperately
Today is a bad day. Maybe I should go home. I think I’ll feel even worse when I do. Actually I think that’s why I’m freaking out because I don’t want to go home. I don’t want to leave you. I’m afraid of what might happen when I do. If I tell
I hate when I’m mad at you, and I see all these things I want to show you, that I think you’d like. Then it just makes me think of you more and all the adorable things you do, and I end up not so mad anymore. Sigh.
I think my interview went okay. I froze up in one spot and had to cover it up, but I think I passed it. The roomskeeper position is filled, but the deli is still open and there was a bunch of new stuff posted on their site the other day, so I they can
nuhstalgicsoul: when i think of happy days i think of this This looks like the Sierra Nevadas. I miss this life.
i always try to act like i’m not a cuddler, but it’s not true. i am. i just don’t like to admit it because i don’t want people to think i want to do those things with them and then have them think things about me or what i want.
sometimes i wonder what people think when they look at me. do they think about things that aren’t physical? like my religion? what language i speak? if i’m the oldest or youngest child? if i’ve ever been hospitalized? if i was born here?
I had a dream I was having a threesome with some blonde chick (I think maybe Kendra???) and Adam Devine (one of the guys on Workaholics; he’s not even the one I think is cute!) and we were sticking our fingers in his butt and he was enjoying it
I think I’m gonna send my parents an email telling them I’m depressed and possibly on the verge of a total mental breakdown what do you guys think?
Shouldn’t feel a need to find a better job with the possibility of good colleagues to befriend to enrich my personal life.Yet it’s all I think about. Just seems to good to be true finding both in the same place. Need something positive to
So what’s it like to not spend everyday thinking how good it would be just stop existing and have a try being blessed with a life as a Cis person? Like genuinely because this life just isn’t worth the waste of oxygen :)
I really don’t understand why I have to be so socially useless.. like why do I need to think about what to say? Why do I need to think about what someone say in a conversation? I hate being so utterly useless. I hate how when I know what to say,
I’m want to learn to be a person people actually think is worth the effort.
I need to stop thinking about how much better life would be I I would have been a functioning person. I just wish I could find out how to do so.
Sometimes I think may my parents were always right. It doesn’t matter what I want, need, feel or think. And I know it’s wrong and that they’ve always been abusive.. but there’s really not much signs of them being wrong either.
Sometimes I think about how fulfilling existence would be if I had a little homestead or a cottage. then I cry myself to sleep and trying not to feel or think ever again :)
idk why but today I can’t stop thinking about you. I mean I think about you all the time but today you’ve flooded my mind. I like it.
at this point I think the only person that cares about me is my sister and that’s cool
I spend too much time thinking about you. I hope that you spend just a small fraction of that thinking of me. I hope that what you have done is in the back of your mind until you genuinely feel some sort of apologetic remorse for the choices you’ve
