#i was dramatic

[calice-says]

That scent... it's familiar. "M— Maehara...?" The stranger blinked, and it took him a moment to realize he had grabbed his arm. "Ah," said the stranger, "who?" One would feel embarrassed, mortified even. But Kyousuke wasn't that. No, he felt enraged. Because he recognized that damned scent. That damned smile. Those goddamn eyes that sent his sisters into a spiral. Sent him to a spiral. "Where have you been?" Kyousuke demanded. "For seven years— where the hell were you?" Where did you go?

— Soar High: Divert, 2022-2023

[evangelinelawson]

You may think I'm dramatic now, but once in kindergarten I got a B on a test and dramatically threw myself across a table, but I had to use a step ladder to reach the top of the table, and dramatically exclaimed to the class "my mother's going to kill me". She in fact did not even give the slightest fuck about that B-

[guacameowle]

I called the Kinokuniya in Carrollton to confirm their Yuri!!! on Ice pop up shop event was starting tomorrow (even though I confirmed with them a month ago) & was informed their shipment never arrived, so they can't say when they will get anything or when they'll be able to start selling. I am distraught. I was so looking forward to this. So basically if you're in the DFW area & you hear someone wailing & it sounds like a dying whale, it's me ugly sobbing.

[the-word-builder]

On time in elementary school, we had to do this little skit thing - like, memorize the script and play it out in pairs in front of the class.

I don’t remember how it went exactly, but I know one character fainted at the end. And everyone just did this sort of fade-out kind of thing - no acting.

Not me.

I got into it.

When it was my turn, I said my lines and when the end came, I threw my hand over my face like a Victorian lady afflicted with the vapors and toppled backwards right onto the floor.

The best part? Other kids started doing it. Every time the skit ended, cue the sound of a small child crashing into wooden flooring. It got so bad the teacher had to tell us to stop, and if we wanted to method-act, to sit and fall back on the bench instead.

tl;dr: I was a dramatic child

[sunarots]

okay guys nevermind i logged out and back in and can create posts again

[twilve]

one time back when i used to be in pharmacy school and knew I was dropping out soon I just didn’t go to class and took a train and sat on the beach alone with Chinese takeout and just stared at the ocean and cried

[pleasestophoney]

13 year old me, arguing with my mom: *storms off, slamming the door behind me*

Door: *makes unsatisfying thwack*

Me: *re-opens door*

Mom:

Me:

Mom:

Me: *slams the door again, but louder*

[allornothlng]

31!

31. Where were you/what were you doing when you heard Zayn was leaving?

Lool I was in health class and my friends thought i was crying over a guy (which i was but they didnt know the guy was Zayn) then I had like a movie moment on the bus home, i was listening to sad songs while it rained