#fgrambles

[ferrygirl]

Waiting for something to happen?

"No, but really. Who are you? And why are you in my room?

Can't a girl have her privacy?"

[freakygeekyramblings]

Every day I realize a bit more fully that my love language is Physical Touch with a dash of Quality Time and you know what that means? It means I’m a Clingy Bitch

[freakygeekyramblings]

One of the best things you can do as a college student is kindergarten flirt with people. Here’s a list of things I have done recently:

• put a dead fly in their calculator (his name was Joey and he needed a proper resting place)

•put their hood over their head and told them to come back when they were ready after they kept messing up their words (in a lighthearted way, they were tired not dyslexic I’m not an asshole)

•played baseball with a ball of tape and a dry erase marker

•put my feet on the bottom of their rolly chair and pushed them around

•indulged them in a “magic trick” and then found a stupid loophole just to mess with them

•twanged a stretchy string with them (physics class)

•did that thing where you press down on a marker lying on a table to make it shoot forward, we had a battle of sorts

•crashed my chair into theirs like bumper cars

It’s honestly been great whether or not the feelings are mutual, shout-out to my physics lab partner for being an actual child with me lmao

[freakygeekyramblings]

As much as I love this hellsite and it’s familiarity it is wholly disconcerting to come across skz and atz on my dash. Like. Those are Different Worlds. They Should Not Meet. Stan twitter is for kpop, tumblr is for unhinged shitposts and avengers fanfics where everyone lives in the tower like it’s 2014

[freakygeekyramblings]

I need to eat but there’s no food in the house and I don’t have the energy to get dressed to get some,,,, and I don’t really have enough money to justify delivery :) when will I stop doing this to myself

[freakygeekyramblings]

Sometimes I think about how the me of 2013-14 would feel about the person I am today. I think she’d be shocked and horrified, tbh, that I’m not some über-successful chemist who cosplays in her spare time and finished Hetalia. Early teens me would probably be repulsed by the way I dress, talk, and act, and most of the things I like.

We have a few in common (markiplier, drawing) but on the whole I like—love—many things I swore to myself I “hated” or “would never stoop down to” (1D, 5sos, BTS, makeup, popular tv shows, being in a sorority) when really I just didn’t understand them or the societal hatred of teen girls enjoying anything had gotten to me. The me who was a freshman in high school would probably hate the me I am today.

And... actually, I’m okay with that. It shows just how much I’ve grown as a person, learned to be unashamed of what I enjoy, and come into my own. I still have a lot of things about myself I want to work on, but the vast majority of my problems circa 9th grade are no more. I don’t blindly hate things because a lot of girls/women/people in general enjoy them. I don’t actively want to die. I don’t try so desperately hard to be “not like the other girls”. I just...do me. It’s harder some days than others, and I’m still not a very confident person, but it’s something.

The other day, I even thought I looked hot. That’s quite literally never happened before. And it says volumes.

[freakygeekyramblings]

hey siri how do i leave my current life behind and start over from 0 without actually doing that? asking for a friend

[freakygeekyramblings]

Hello tumblr it’s me again and I’m still pining over someone who probably isn’t interested in me,,, he’s looking extra cute this semester though and that’s ILLEGAL