#this is baaaaaaad

[jesterjamz]

NO NO NO NO NO NO NO

[raddestrose]

You are wizards, unless its Mash it’s always magic

he cant help if his face is shameless hes a baby

LANCE NO

oh god no

[fifthimpact-a]

hal. simon. barry. someone. come pick me up. i need an adult.

[chaoticstabby]

Ooooooh, boy, this sure took a turn

[ghosttownwherenoonegoes]

To pull an all nighter studying for funsies or not... Hmmmm....

What would Eddie say to me

...

[hiperacid2]

i need to start writing by hand bc on monday i start uni and the last time i took notes was on my last hs year on 2018

[lizeon]

hhhhhhh oohhhhh nooooooo :( :( :( :( :(

[kitkelly]

@matthewdaaddario / @tatianavaleri

Feeling his heavy lids closing, Kit jerked up when he heard Tatiana muttered something. He blinked a couple of times before seeing her figure on his bed. Annoyingly, he was sitting uncomfortably in the couch right across his very soft king-sized bed. It has been the third time this week that someone called him from the bar to pick his fiancee up. That was only this week. Last week, it was a different story. A part of him wanted to just leave her, after a long night at work, he was not up to holding her hair up while she was throwing up in his toilet again. But he cannot do that, not only because his family's reputation was in line but also because he was not that bad. Gossip blogs might have painted him to be uptight, gives no fuck son of a wealthy businessman but he definitely was more than that.

"What was that?" Kit asked when she began to talk about having a nightmare, he stood up, moving cautiously closer to where she was laying down. Raising his brow as if to ask permission if he can sit on his own bed. He sat at the edge of the bed when he got an approval from her. "What was it about?" He asked her in a soft, hush voice, looking at her wondering if this would happen the rest of their lives together. Him picking her up in different bars every night. He didn't approve of them getting engaged when they don't even know each other but he wasn't going to waste his time asking his parents to reverse their decision when he knows that there was nothing he can say or do for them to change it. Standing up once more, Kit grabbed the painkillers and a bottled water from the side table, handing it to his future wife. "Here drink that and sleep again," He ushered her, stifling a yawn, he has a very long day tomorrow because of board meetings but he needs to take care of her as well, a few cups of black coffee would be his saviour tomorrow.