As you sit in a dark room filled with armed scarred men, and sit at a table with a shark tank in the middle, all while scratching your cat with your robotic hand, you begin to think you might have… accidentally… become a super villain.
me, about to go to bed: I am looking so forward to sleeping in tomorrow :~) I am exhausted
me: *eyes snap open at 6:52am* I’m bored
tumblr gives y’all the amazing feature to write shit in the tags when you have a reaction to a post which is unique and allows for less clutter but some of y’all still insist on commenting on posts with ur dumb ass shit so i have to go back to the source which sometimes isn’t there anymore bc y’all can’t stop being demons for like one (1) second