I FEEL [pants heavily] REALLY PASSIONATE [claws at your face] ABOUT LOUIS’S THIGHS
horny ^ horny
horny | horny
horny o ———-> horny
good heavens look at the time
i’m convulsing because of how much i love louis tomlinson this was never meant to happen to me
[aggressively worries about louis tomlinson’s well-being]
so I did a thing
I CRY FOR PEOPLE WHO DO NOT KNOW OF TIMMIE’S HEAVEN OF COFFEE AND DONUTS.
I love doing my thing while someone else is in the room doing their thing. Like if you come over and you want to sit by the window and read while I sit on the floor drawing something and listening to a cd that would be very nice.
You know when you read a really good fic so you’re just like “let me go delete everything i’ve ever written” because it’s just so good nothing you could ever write or even think will be as good as what you just read
“i really want to write something but i can’t write” an autobiography by me which i haven’t written yet because i can’t write