Six word story for band kids (via fehopeasant)
So today was the annual ff con…doot. i met a lot of cosplayers and photographers yay
I got a lot of coscards…ah i think i need to make my own XD
Gonna work on other costumes yayy
And ill make my fb cospage and update everything else merpヾ(*´∀｀*)ﾉヾ(*´∀｀*)ﾉ(*˘︶˘*)
today there was a snowboard race at the resort i’m staying at and i’m a pretty decent snowboarder so i thought why not try right. so i wear all black just because it’s the only color i own and i ended up winning and when the announcer came over to me he said “dude! that was pretty awesome bro, what’s your name?” and i took my helmet off like in the movies and let my hair fall out and was like “caitlin” and everyone was liKE OOOOOOH
My grandma would always x out people in her yearbook and write “Deceased” when one of her high school classmates died. We often found it morbid. Grandma wanted to be the last one living. She wanted to win.
That’s not a yearbook.
That’s a hit list.
all I really want in life is a weeaboo vs anglophile death match
IN THIS CORNER, ORIENTALISM AND BUTCHERED JAPANESE!
AND IN THIS CORNER, BRITISH IMPERIALISM AND BENDYDICK CUMMERBUND!
WEEABOO VS. TEABOO.
ONLY ONE CULTURAL FETISH MAY LEAVE.