- Act 1: yay omfg everything is okay no one is dead and we're all sorta happy!
- Act 2: EVERYTHING IS TERRIBLE EVERYONE IS DEAD OH SWEET JESUS THIS IS HORRIBLE WHY GOD WHY
I don’t want to wear pants but I don’t want to look femme (which I would in a dress)
blech fuck wearing clothes.
is ice cream an acceptable midnight/photo editing snack?
am I going to eat it anyway?
hell to the yea.
Mulan loved my Mulan pen!
She said, “I love things that have my face on it.”
Wow, Mulan, conceited much ;). Seems like you may have been spending some time with Gaston!
SHOOTS LIKE MULAN
WEARS MEN’S SUITS LIKE MULAN!
THINKS FAST AND KICKS ASS ON A ROOF LIKE MULAN
MULAN: “I USE AVALANCHES IN ALL OF MY BATTLE SCHEMIIIING!”
NOT QUITE A GUY, THAT MULAN!
WHEN I WAS A GIRL I DRANK 3 CUPS OF TEA
EVERY MORNING TO HELP ME GROW STRONG
NOW I’VE GROWN UP I DRINK FIVE CUPS OF TEA
AND I DEFEATED THE KING OF THE HUUUUUUUNS
This is the best thing ever.
i can only handle so much socializing until i get tired and start getting irritated towards everyone and want to go home and sleep or lock myself in my room and go on the computer
I was thinking the other day that chronic illness sufferers are unbelievably good at coping because we really just have to be. We’ve been put into a situation where we have no choice but to simply carry on and manage. We may rarely be okay, but we cope, and there’s a lot to be said for that.