My love language is forcing you to watch a tv show and talking all the way through it
Been battling some serious imposter syndrome this week. I tried to draw out how it feels to me.
I know none of you will reblog this because you only care about your pretty-boy celebrities and your contrived “discourse”, but I just undid Dracula’s curse
Me on October 2nd, 11:59: :|
Me on October 3rd, 12:00: *State Alchemist pocket watch in hand* *Wearing FMA garb* No one touch me today. I’m emotional.



