Hiring A Wizard To Break Whatever Curse Is Holding Henry Kissingers Shitty Body Together And Laughing

so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god

We’ll have to do dinner Thursday night instead.

Seems I’ve crossed a line again For being nothing more than who I am

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POV: you are Anya Forger. You are four years old psychic and have just recently been taken from the world’s crappiest orphanage and placed in the custody of a stranger with no qualifications. He has only recently realized your traumatic upbringing might affect you

You are surrounded by deeply unhinged violent people keeping life altering secrets and your life has become a deeply precarious house of cards.

Every single one of them is also like. “Anya Sweetie, why aren’t you better at school. You need to study more.” Every time they try and help you they are also thinking about murder and espionage

rhea fire emblem is the character of all time. she's catholic. she's jesus. she's saint peter. she's fodlan's savior. she's its jailer. she's in the prime of her life. she's unfathomably ancient. she's the beautiful high priestess. she's the monstrous dragon. she's filled with deep compassion for the downtrodden. she'd burn them all away in a heartbeat. she just wants her mother back. she'd destroy an innocent child's life to do so. she's your grandmother. she's your lover (possibly). she is endlessly serene. she's one bad day from completely losing it. she even has a great ass. she's even bisexual.