A couple of times every year, I realize I'm accidentally wearing the awkward combination of joggers with Chelsea boots.
And I think to myself, good job, loser, you look like James T. Kirk.
And then I spend the day walking around secretly having a grand old time pretending I am James T. Kirk.
It's been a year since I took these, so please have some Kitty Omens
In this house we Stan HABIT
Help my husband has watched too much Yellowstone and now he wants to dress like a cowboy. I hope it’s only a phase
I totally did not go to this dressed up channeling The Guide.
No.
Never.
I put ketchup on my ketchup
i like sans
no one asked for it
so here is bug in sans’ stuff.
Literally in love with how stomiidae does Mmy in their fics, so I tried to be him. It's a far stretch, but I love Mmy with a lot of my heart. Homage to Mmy.
