i suppose i have the scent of a blue number a.

your ≡ synaesthesia.

tell me what color/scent/number/letter i am.

Writer's Block: Pet talk

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our cat linus:

OMG WHY HAVEN'T YOU FED ME YET YES I KNOW THERE'S ALREADY FOOD IN MY DISH BUT THAT'S NOT MY POINT MY POINT IS THAT YOU STILL HAVEN'T EVEN MADE THE EFFORT TO FEED ME THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU I'M HUNGRY OVER HERE OH LOOK THERE'S THAT PINK BABY THING I THINK I'LL GO JUMP ON HER HEAD I'M TIRED OOH SHINY THING THAT I'LL BOP UNDER THE STOVE WHERE NOBODY CAN GET TO IT BWAHAHAHA WAIT WHERE DID THAT SHINY THING GO DID YOU FEED ME YET I HATE YOU BECAUSE YOU NEVER FEED ME I LOVE YOU LET ME SLEEP IN YOUR LAP WHILE YOU PET MY HEAD AND OOH LET ME RUN AROUND THE HOUSE LIKE A FUCKING MANIAC ON CRAZY PILLS AND SCRATCH PEOPLE FOR NO REASON HAHAHAHA BECAUSE THEY LOVE IT WHEN I DO THAT HAVE YOU FED ME YET?

atwt - new luke/reid clip

in this clip:

luke tries to help reid. or does he?

(you can go past all the reid being doctor-y stuff in the middle. i didn't, because i'm kind of fucking in love with reid and i could watch him watch paint dry and just be thrilled.)

okay, no lie. after i watched this clip, i had to go somewhere and have a five-minute long full-body squee. i stomped and jumped and flailed around so hard that i actually hurt my wrist.

\o/