gracesalty
just-shower-thoughts
I don’t think the girls at my college appreciate how handsome my mom thinks I am.
eyrecura
annaofaza
the force awakens au where everything is the same except “poe’s interrogation” scene audio is replaced with shrek’s “the muffin man” audio
please help me, why is this so hilarious omg
@phantomgrace watch this
eyrecura
prxttybird
So I arrived at my MIT dorm today and was assigned a room for this week.
THERE IS A RAINBOW PAINTED SMACK DAB OUTSIDE MY DOOR. I SHIT YOU NOT, A GIANT, FLOOR TO CEILING RAINBOW.
If this ain’t a sign…
LOOKIT!!!
update: the RAs next door have a dog, I made friends with a black cat in this building, two sophomores down the hall are painting a room black in preparation for fluorescent graffiti, and one of them randomly gave me an apple.
oh, and a dozen students in hard hats are outside constructing a two-story wooden fort at midnight to the tune of Mr. Saxobeat
update #2: walked downstairs to investigate the now three-story wooden fort. As soon as I arrived, the girl next to me complimented my rainbow necklace, introduced me to her girlfriend, invited me to help build the damn fort, gave me otter pops, and then offered advice on tattoo artists and hair dyeing
oh, and apparently she does fire spinning and I’m invited to the next show
update #3: the students taught me how to operate drills and augers by building ladders for the fort, allowed me control of the playlist for the blasting music (I made it very blatantly gay, after which a random guy offered me my own musical radio show), and now a girl I met 10 minutes ago is taking me to learn lock picking
oh, and tomorrow she’s going to teach me how to rappel and ascend buildings
update #4: I was somehow tasked with building a trapdoor for the 3rd story of the fort. Like LiStEn BuDdY,,, I learned how to drill maybe two days ago what makes you think I am capable of constructing an apparatus that doesn’t collapse onto someone’s head the moment you touch the hinges???? Anyways, I hope I nailed it… literally. I also got bitten by a deaf ferret named Pepa, met several other Clexa shippers, dissected a brain, taught one of the fire spinners how to imitate a starfish upside down on a trampoline, and spent an afternoon at Harvard pretending to be a student there in order to retrieve free orientation swag
oh, and several people I’ve met have said “oh, you’re the gay frosh!” so I think I’m gaining a reputation…
update #5: I attended the brain dissection of a man who died two weeks ago from dementia, and the surgeon let me touch the coronal sections! (it felt rather strange…) I’ve also met my roommate, who is queer af, spray painted a lexa mural onto the fort, dyed my hair, and gloriously fucked up this henna tattoo (it looks badass and I’ve never adored a piece of body art more):
oh, and my dorm acquired a 55 gallon drum of lube. It weighs 500 pounds and destroyed a cart during transport.
update #6: this post has gained so much traction that the upperclassmen have discovered its existence. I am now “the gay frosh who made East Campus semi-tumblr famous”.
rip
cassiestars
ciphersiren
ruinedchildhood
