#overconfidcnce

[darkestarrotting]

drunkassfool and giggity

[sleepysorrow]

Sometimes I get way too overconfident...

me: oh heck yeah I can do this thing no problem me: *attempts thing* me: oh wait

[monitorsfrequencies-blog]

overconfidcnce replied to your post:overconfidcnce replied to your post:overconfidcnce...

;; just troy and abed. their own spin-off show. all i need in my life.

troy and abed in the moOOORNING

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overconfidcnce replied to your post “honestly like i adore community but i could literally enjoy it so much...”

;; i mean sometimes he does have great one liners but mOST OF THE TIME I HATE HIM SO MUCH GOD i feel u i feel u

like i’m watching the “advanced dungeons and dragons” episode in season 2 where they’re tryna help out “fat neil” bc he starts showin dangerous signs of depression and pierce is LITERALLY unbearable

[prettyroman]

❝ GUYS, SERIOUSLY--- ❞

Craning his neck forward as      he flopped his arms at his side,

❝ Have I come back a ghost   and nobody can see OR hear me? ❞

[worthtwomen]

outofpond;

overconfidcnce said: ;; u may have me for 3 potato 

  ok but what if i only have like 1/2 potato

[melodyandpond]

HUBBY

Curiously enough, he didn’t want to get up. The singing meadow - so-called by the locals for the rare species of grasshopper that lived in it that sounded uncannily like the soft, vibrato hums of a choir of theremins - was quite the place to spend the evening. Stargazing a terrible habit of his, it always was, and he’d been reciting each of them by name. Like old friends, staring back at him from a purple sky. Even the arm around her still flapped about and pointed to the heavens as he talked so very animatedly. Didn’t occur once to him that he might bore, not at all. They merely hovered upon the elevated gravity field, sprawled in mid air above the grass teeming with hopping, singing insects, snapping back and forth about planets, stars. As if playing some elaborate game, testing each other on their states of being oh so very knowledgeable. It made him laugh. “Archaeology… You should have been an astronomer.”

There weren’t many moments like this in her life. Being able to unwind and enjoy a new planet without none of the working or running her travels usually involved. Just lay back and relax - no threats, no worries - and watch the stars, similar to the ones on Earth yet also so different. She tried to one-up him in his naming, but found it easier to let him chatter while her mind wandered and her eyes drifted to him. 

Her husband. She hadn’t gotten used to that word yet. After all, she had barely imagined ever marrying.- even less to him. But now she finds she rather likes it. After so many years of lies, she can be herself around someone. It’s strange. But freeing.

His comment caused a laugh. The man that knew everything about her had to know why she had picked archaeology. “Stars cannot be approached. History on the other side, you can still get your degree by living it.”

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overconfidcnce replied to your post “overconfidcnce replied to your post “and i went to the bakery to get...”

;; yEAH MAN EARLIER I WAS DOING DRAFTS LIKE well i'm gonna finish their draft later but i hope they're havin a hella nice day. good vibes, man. they're real.

i’m weepin a lil