preferred pet names:
- supreme overlord
- the lawful judge
- her imperial condescension
I'm 23, my name is Meredith and I have too many stuffed animals. I eat, I drink, I poop. As I leaned up to type this, my cat stole my spot. I've been obsessed with Dr. Who, LOTR, Harry Potter and Star Wars since the ripe old age of 8. And it hasn't stopped yet. I'm also a fan of butts.
Must be Pepper’s birthday and he only remembered like 5 minutes ago during a fight.
I imagine him getting blasted and falling through the ceiling of a mall next to Victoria’s Secret and just going, “oh, well, while I’m here.”
you know that unexplainable sickish feeling where youre not really sick and you dont really have a headache but you just feel wrong and you cant get comfortable or find something that youre really into but you kinda feel too ill to sleep or eat its like your body saying “i dont know what i want you to do but this isnt it”
That’s called anxiety.
That explains at least half of my life then