A new alignment chart from me, a treasure planet lesbian
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Love is when someone wastes their time watching the worlds shittiest movies with you just cause they know you like em
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Together.
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i’m actually the ghost of a tormented poet in love with melancholy who sits on patches of moss in the moors sorry you had to find out this way
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the cha cha slide in full metal armor
“sliiide to the left”
*indescribably loud screeching of metal against asphalt*
“one hop this time”
*clonk*
“two hops this time”
*clonk clonk*
“everybody clap your hands!”
*clankclankclankclankclank*
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whoa, dude, he’s so excellent!
whoa, who dude?
the dude reading this, dude!
dude, that’s me!
i know, dude!!!
dude!!!
dude!!!
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otp sparring: nice
otp sparring until one of them has a back to the wall and a blade at their throat: excellent
the other person dropping their weapon and the otp is k i s s i n g:
I WILL LIFT THIS TABLE AND FLI P IT
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Hold music plays in the halls of mandos
No!!!!!
No wonder the elves would rather die
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me irl
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I love that age when little girls get really weird and mystical and savage
Like nine through eleven years old, those are some weird years for us
When I was 9-10 I read The Egypt Game and The Headless Cupid, taught myself hieroglyphics, and decided to practice witchcraft
The past three years, my son has come home telling me about the girls he knows, who are: 1. possessed by a demon controlled by a button at the back of her neck, 2. haunted by a dead aunt, and 3. converse regularly with the dead.
I used to talk to bees by running in circles of their dance patterns
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