Mar 27, 2019
Is there a Critical Role discord?? I have so many feelings about it and no one to scream with!!
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Is there a Critical Role discord?? I have so many feelings about it and no one to scream with!!
Sam Winchester deserves a dog. Think about it, he loves them and now that the bunker is full of people there’ll be someone to take care of it when Sam and Dean are hunting. Dogs are good for people.
I think we’re all going to mourn the day that Sammy shaves his beard.
You know what the difference between males and females? I get woken up out of a dead sleep from a rhythmic thumping noise from the front of the house. It repeats itself three times, varies only slightly, and has a pause of varied time between the groupings of sounds. Understandably I’m freaked the fuck out because that’s not a fucking normal sound that occurs at night. I used to sleep through everything but then I moved into an apartment where I live by myself while I’m at college and now I wake up for anything that’s not a pet noise. I fucking wake up every time my dad shuts my door in the morning so his TV won’t wake me up. I repeat myself - HOLY FUCKING SHIT THIS IS NOT A NORMAL NIGHT NOISE!!!! I text my mom because normally she wakes up when I do. Unfortunately like she does on rare occasions she didn’t wake up. So cussing in my head I go quietly to her bedroom to wake her up. She’s immediately up once I tell her what I heard. She wakes up my dad and he grumbles. Managed to get it out from him that he didn’t set the alarm. So we make him go out to set it and he does so reluctantly acting like we’re being irrational. Mom has me go out and turn on all the outdoor lights and one in the kitchen. So we’ll see if it was something (or at least if I learn it’s something) and if it was if it was something I’ll survive.
I need to stop posting. It’s late, I was sleeping, and it’s becoming difficult to keep typing on my phone. I keep having thoughts and lost my filter. Sleep is above me know.
I used to have much more active followers. I could post about being stressed, depressed; or in a strange/awkward situation and I’d get a response in a few minutes. It was nice knowing when I screamed into the void it screamed back.
I know if I had side blogs that focused on one thing or became a one fandom blog I’d have many more followers but that’s not who I am. I’m a lazy person who’s a fandom whore.
I’m currently in a twin bed. My dig is currently trapping me in the top 1/4th of the bed. My cat is curled up around my head. Parts of my body is going numb but I’m not gonna move and disturb my petz.