hello, hullo, hi there!
i go by seven. 21, fem pronouns.
please feel free to say 'hey' at any time! :>
a good portion of my posts are reblogs of fandom things, but there's a lot of other stuff and inane posts about my personal life, too. i don't bother to tag my queue posts because that'd be pretty much everything. i like cartoons and orange sherbet and sea creatures and saying 'wowie zowie'.
i cry a lot over a lot of things all the time.
also, i have a rarely-updated art tumblr, which can be found here!
Okay no. Fucking no. You think your sandwich is cute with peanut butter and jelly hearts, fucker? Well you’ll change your mind once you put it together and try to eat it. First you’ll get a mouthful of just bread and disappointment, then when you take another bite your mouth will be assaulted by copious the amounts of sticky peanut butter and sugary jelly and there won’t be enough bread to save you from it. A sandwich like that is what failure tastes like. The pb and j may be shaped like hearts but there’s no love in that sandwich. It’s about balance. Life needs balance, and so does your fucking sandwich. You disgust me. Don’t talk to me until you know how to make a proper sandwich.
One of the first items sold on [eBay] was a broken laser pointer for $14.83. Astonished, Omidyar contacted the winning bidder to ask if he understood that the laser pointer was broken. In his responding email, the buyer explained: ‘I’m a collector of broken laser pointers.’