When You Hear Someone Like You By Adele In The Radio And Suddenly You Are Back In The Secret Room Behind
When you hear ‘someone like you’ by Adele in the radio and suddenly you are back in the secret room behind the gym before practice for the fourth grade musical and the girl twice your height with the sandy hair, almond-shaped eyes and freckles is playing the old piano and singing and you start to cry because you wish you had understood your sexuality sooner because that was her last year at that school and you never saw her again.
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Current emotion: screaming to the tune of duel of the fates
Hi, atlus?
Why did you feel the need to make the Okumura boss fight a bitch.
This post has the same energy as the ones that talk about how tintin doesn’t actually write any articles, and comes back from abroad having busted a drug ring, taken down a mob boss, and almost been assassinated four times.
Having Dr. Henry "Indiana" Jones as a professor would be weird as fuck. He flies in from El Dorado (which is real), teaches one class on Neolithic monoliths, disappears for three weeks, only to show up in the news after murdering thirteen members of the Imperial Japanese Navy with the Trident of Shiva.
None of this is on the syllabus.
This is my current life in p5R
when I click a dialogue option I don’t actually agree with to get support points

My family walked in while I was watching this and have dubbed bee “tardis chicken”
bee is a very weird hen