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a good response to the question “how old are you?” is something along the lines of “dunno i stopped counting after the first few centuries”
and it needs to be said seriously without smiling or humor or as casually as possible and followed by “so anyway” and a subject change as if it’s completely normal
"I stopped counting a few decades ago. no. what’s the one with the zeros? millennia that’s it. human time keeping is so confusing."
Someone for the love of god save me from this week. I thought this week was going to be easier than last week, and I kept telling myself I could make it out the other side unscathed, but I didn’t expect this week to be harder and more stressful.
Exams in all my classes.
About 6hrs or less of sleep per night.
No amount of studying helps my organic chemistry grade even though I HAVE BEEN STUDYING ALMOST EVERY SINGLE DAY.
I’m exhausted, mentally and physically, and I just want to curl up and cry in the corner.
I just want to give up.
I just want to be done.
the whole concept of flirting is just lost on me most of the time really. whenever someone is like “oh they were flirting with you” i’m just like. what. whenever someone is like “were you flirting with them?” i’m just like. what. whenever someone is like “oh you totally were flirting with them!” i’m just like. what. what is flirting. what is going on. what. i have no idea what’s going on. what