i can’t believe people get so angry about a bisexual spider-man. whatever. have your shitty bi/homophobic opinions. you’re an asshole anyway. i just can’t believe you’re robbing everyone of all the glorious ‘swings both ways’ jokes
*a single snowflake falls on the ground* shit man no school tomorrow
I just want to be slightly drunk, half naked, and completely on top of someone.
Writing is weird.
One minute you are telling a story.
The next minute you are researching the average amount of snowfall Edinburgh gets.
or how to kill someone with a piece of barbed wire and a tomato
Or how much force it takes to dent a human skull with a can of Pepsi.
what the hell are you guys writing?
"Is that a six pack I see?" they say as they slowly lift my shirt. "No, stop… don’t," I stutter out as six Pokéballs fall from my shirt and hit the ground