my favorite thing in stories is when the antagonist doesn’t die, but instead they realize they were being kind of a stupid dick (maybe because the protagonist saved them or something) and then they have to kind of awkwardly tag along with the heroes in order to make up for their mistakes and gradually become slightly less evil
Anonymous asked: i saw someone who looks just like you in the subway of new york city. just to let you know, i am aware of your cloning project and plan of taking over the world with your agents. I am going to stop you.
someone i care about without saying their name: the woman who taught me everything. who showed me what real strength is. who showed me that femininity can mean beating your grown son in arm wrestling. the woman who taught to love the little things and always say thank you.
something i don’t like about myself: i’m becoming meaner and i don’t know why. im trying to stop but i find myself jokingly insulting my friends but taking it too far and ive been very rude to strangers after a few drinks. i dont like where this is headed and im going to stop it.
something i like about myself: i just noticed this today but whenever i’m looking for something i always fake using it until i find it. like when im looking for my phone i twiddle my thumbs like im texting or when im looking for headphones i pat my hands on my ears. idk i just think thats cute.
something that pissed me off: those dang youngins partyin out along my street making tons of noise. actually i shouldnt complain cus we just had a huge party in my own apartment last night but w/e
the last thing i lied about…. huh im having a really hard time with this one. im a bad liar so i try to avoid it. well i can at least say i’ve been lying about my identity the whole time. i’m actually not emily or mechapuppy or anything like that, i am like 20 guinea pigs standing ontop of one another in a really long trench coat pretending to be a person