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Reblog or your mom will die in 928 seconds.

I love my mom.

I am risking nothing

I AM SORRY FOLLOWERS, I LOVE MY MOMMY

Will not risk.

sorry followers :(

Every time that happens, I feel like my soul is being ripped out of my body 😓

Everytime a femdom!reader smut fic ends in the character flipping the reader over and going, “heh, my turn😈” an angel loses it’s wings.

I miss Hope Mikaelson fanfics 😓

If I dont have at least one wenclair scene in season 2, I might explode. I don't care if it's them full on making out (which will definitely never happen) or just the slight softening of their voice or eyes when they see and talk to each other

Can we talk about how beautiful she is?

Im being genuinely serious when i say that Wenclair angst edits are my only lifeline right now

She's so beautiful 🫶

WOMEN. IN. SUITS.

That’s it. That’s the post.

"Only I can make those jokes because you're gay which means you like me when you make those jokes." Ok bro 💀

The way I started giggling and kicking my feet 🤭

HOW DOES THIS WOMAN GET TO BE SO PRETTY 😫

She's so pretty 🤭

I'm so overestimated I'm about to start crying and yelling bro 😭

Oh 😧

Sometimes, when the day is over, I can't help but realize "Wow this is really happening. All of this is really happening and I have no idea what's to come" I hate when I'm not able to control my own life and sometimes it scares me that I can't 100% control my future. Things are gonna happen that are out of my control, and sometimes there's nothing I can do but just go with it. I mean, if I die tomorrow, what the hell am I gonna do? What's to come after we die? Is it just darkness? It there really a heaven and hell? Or are we just wandering souls that can't do anything but just watch?

Honestly, sometimes I wake up and just ask myself, "What the hell are you doing with your life?" I try to be funny to cope with the fact that I have no idea what I'm doing and that every day is mostly just a repeat of the day before with some minor differences and it really makes me think sometimes. I get compared so much to other family members with them praising me that I have my life together when I really don't and it's so SO hard to live with their expectations for the rest of my life. It keeps making myself ask the same question "What then? After all this happens, what are you going to do then?" I can get past it and continue to joke around, but no matter what, I can't stop myself from asking myself these same questions over and over again. "What then? What's the point?"