Real Life Reaction: 😳

mentally i am here <3

yall i must be having a fever dream.

i must be.

because wdym i turned my parents into byler shippers? WDYM?????

AKSKSKDJAKDJSJJD

here’s how it happened:

we were watching Episode 8 of Seaosn 4, and we were watching The Van Scene.

we get to the part where Mike subtly glances down at will’s lips, and my dad says “Mike i caught you there” and i was like huh??? and then my mom literally says “i think they are pining for each other but they’re too scared to say it” LIKE???? OMG. so i asked them “wait so you guys think that they like each other?” and my DAD NODDED. and my mom said “maybe if they made it more obvious in season 5, they could work out. i think they’d made a cute couple.”

OMGKDMDOSNFINSND

I have finally found the inspiration to write my first book with this prompt! My horror-romance novel is turning out to be quite thrilling. I've just finished chapter five and can hardly believe how far I’ve come. I’m excited to see where my characters will lead me next, and I can’t wait for the surprises that await!

Ship trope I'd love to see more of: "Are we in love? I mean, yeah, probably, but that's a problem for future us. Right now we're just trying to make it through the Plot."

This is very true, be more like little kids!

Damn, I am very much attracted to this man. I wish to be his best friend.

Every time I lack the motivation to do something, I think of Kirishima <3 This little slice of sunshine gives me the confidence that everything is possible if you try hard enough!

Think I'm going to print this and hang it over my working desk! 😤 Gaaaah, can't wait! >o< I'm going to start every day with a enormous dose of motivation …and a nosebleed :D

Never kill yourself.

Can I kick it? (Yes, you can!)

Flashback to 2020 (tw depressive rant)

So, I’m pretty tired with myself today…

I’m so fucking lonely here you know?

No one around to talk to, everyone doing their own things?

It’s stupid…

Why can’t I love someone like how I love myself?

Am I that fucking insane to do something like that?

I guess I am…

I’m so fucking lonely…

I don’t hang out with many people anymore because of COVID….

I miss my old friends so much that I forget I even exist…

I think about people all the time that I become a completely different person.

It’s stupid.

It’s dumb.

It’s crazy what you do for love.

I know you will all be reading this and think, “What the fuck is this shit?”

I don’t know what I am either…

I’m just the chaos and the calm…

The sun and the moon…

Forward and backwards….

I’m everything people want to be and don’t want to be…

I’m the person that could help you or hurt you….

I am the person that talks to everyone or stays in the shadows…

I am myself…

I am not myself…

I am something I’m not…

Something not human…

Something not myself…

What even am I?

Why am I here?

Why do I even exist?

I don’t need to exist… at all!

Fuck me! I don’t give a shit!

Leave me alone for once!!!

I hate myself so fucking much!!!

I’m worthless!

I’m nothing.

I’m nothing without her.

I’m nothing without him.

I’m nothing without them.

I’m nothing.

I am nothing to no one…

And now I'm done with this...

This mask of a smile I've worn for so long...

It's gone...

The mask of happiness for my friends and families to see...

For the happiness I've falsely felt for an enternity...

Slam my fist in the wall.

Throw some shit and give me a call.

I'll scream at you for however long I feel like.

How are you doing?

How are you doing?

Are you bleeding like me?

Are you hiding behind a mask like me?

A mask like mine?

Are you here?

Are you surrounded by your own peers?

Are you looked down on or looked up to?

Are you still trying to be the version of yourself everyone thought you were a year ago?

Are you still faking those smiles?

Are you burning the horrible memories, that made no one trust you anymore?

Are you lying to people that don't deserve it?

Can you stop, cause I am far too gone?!

I need to stop and listen.

I need to do this, evenly.

I am a giant wave crashing into the shore line.

I am myself.

I am not.

I am the calm and the chaos.

I need help, but no one ever listens because, they have their own issues.

They have no time for you, it's true.

Leave them behind and don't go running back to them or they will hurt you more....

Or maybe not...

Maybe they're something more.

Like a soulmate or friend....

Maybe I should reach out to them for help...

Can I reach out for help?

Myself in 2020, not in the right headspace.

i wish people would let creators finish their fucking stories