I don’t know if our fates had been sealed from the very beginning, or if it turned out this way thanks to Kuriyama-san’s hard work. Or perhaps me feelings for Kuriyama-san got through to her. Thus Mirai Kuriyama and I were reunited. If that had been the extent of our relationship, it’d probably be impossible for stories to exist in this world of ours.
the united states of america is fucking horrific and repulsive and people have every right to shit talk it but leave fat people out of it and stop acting like having fat people makes the usa a bad place, when you could focus on idk literally everything else
You always have that one follower who attacks your notifications in the middle of the night and goes through your blog, reblogging everything in sight.
And you’re just like: