Friends: I have tumblr I just don’t go on it a lot
Me: **you must be using it wrong then**
So fucking many. Basically all of you.
i’m into girls and guys but i’m also really into pasta
*lights go out*
*jazz music starts playing*
i dont understand girls who get creeped out if a lesbian thinks theyre hot because its like hell fuckin yea someone thinks im hot
"ok. You tell me … y-you know if want to."“My Family was Killed by This Certain Assassin”
"oh my … that terrible."
"Yes indeed.. I’m hunting him down.."
"wish you luck on finding this assassin."
Zoruru looked confused. “who the hell is this?” he asked
"long story" giroro replied. "hes a ‘friend’ i guess…"
" I see." zoruru. "dia keroro-kun why are you here." dororo asked.
"dont know… We were all trapped here too…" dai said as he rubbed hus head in confusion.
Meanwhile, team one still hasn’t enter the elevator. “Ok, enough fooling around.” garuru said. They went in the elevator.
"but its kinda… Unstable…" taruru said in fear.
"there is a fifty fifty change we could fall." kururu said brightly.
"come on taruru I’m sure we’ll be fine … hopefully." Pururu said.
Taruru made the first move and sat in the elevator. It rocked frequently.
"Now that everyone is in I guess all that is to press a button" garuru said. There was only button that said up.
It went up suddenly and the elevator shaked…a lot…
After a while, the elevator stop shaking and the door open.
I must be the most fucking annoying, shitty, insecure little miserable bitch to be friends with I’m so sorry and I wish I could change
I have never seen a more accurate portrayal of my creative process.