#summer~

[the-devils-in-the-dumbass]

i've been told by various southerners* that i can't complain about pa summers because "oh you're from the northeast, it's cold as hell there, you've got no right, come see our summers and see how you feel about your seasons then". WEEEEELL, THEN, SOUTHERNERS, i'll have you know i am an IRISH AMERICAN. motherfucking astarion is a flawless example of my skin tone and i full-heartedly wish that was an exaggeration. i need spf 80-something or other sunscreen and NOTHING LESS, because otherwise i end up looking like a PORK TENDON. i am PRETTY LITERALLY a vampire with none of the benefits.

*satirical scorn i'm not that much of an ass)

[stitchless-stephen-murphy]

If you ever

wanted to raise the roof intensely, I can show you how it’s done.

[stitchless-stephen-murphy]

*knocks on a door*

Hi. Is there someone named Olivia here? No? okay. *goes to the next door and knocks* Hi. Is there a girl here named Olivia?

[stitchless-stephen-murphy]

"Argh!"

Stephen yells before kicking over a potted plant in his rage. He'd found somewhere that was abandoned and void of other before his rage at himseld got too much, "What are you? An idiot, Stephen?" he yelled at himself, "You must be!" he continued, slamming his fists against a thin metal sheet that was leaning against the wall, crumbling it. It wasn't enough, "Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!" he insulted, slamming his fists on a table. Unfortunately he ended up slamming one of his fist down on an empty glass bottle, breaking it, which forced broken glass shards into the side of his hand. It started to bleed.

[stitchless-stephen-murphy]

*standing outside a cafe*

*with a paper cup of Mary’s favorite coffee* Hey... *holds the cup out to her*

[stitchless-stephen-murphy]

"Hi, roomie!"

Stephen greets to the other boy, jumping up and down on his own bed.

[stitchless-stephen-murphy]

So here we are. London.