forgetting tumblr exists every week, scrolling through the backlog during a break, and reblogging a bunch of random posts is the exact same thing as slamming an energy drink right before a catch up meeting tbh

"He would NOT fucking say that" does not apply to yoda, who could plausibly say anything

Took ecstacy and remembered people have feelings, I did. Making the rounds and apologizing for my past misdeeds I am

"what's your dream job??" Uhh to have 17 weird little hobbies that I don't have to be good at and hang out with friends. I get money via being the world's specialist little princess

:3