Oh, well in fact
Well I'll look at it this way
I mean, technically, our marriage is saved
Well this calls for a toast
So pour the champagne
Oh, well in fact
Well I'll look at it this way
I mean, technically, our marriage is saved
Well this calls for a toast
So pour the champagne,
pour the champagne
(I swear, these Panic! At the disco fans are everywhere) (Including in my bedroom) (Because I am a fan)
(Okay but like I nearly had a heart attack yesterday because a fanfic author I read posted a Ryden fic)
(I always have a heart attack when I see Brendon Urie)
(I might drop out of this rp)
Waaaaaaaaaaiiiiii
(Bc I can't rlly do anything)
I LOVE PANIC! OMG!!!!!!!)
(I might drop out of this rp)
Noooooo!! It’s kinda dead anyways, so that’s too bad
@TopazWyrmlet~ can I keep working on this as a project with some friends of mine?
Go ahead, as long as you don’t use other rper’s ideas/names/characters/etc. It is an actual event, it’s not likeI made it up)
So I can't keep the plot or anything?
No, sorry, only what you yourself thought up, unless you receive explicitly written consent from whoever had the idea typed out on this rp. Sorry if this sounds overly strict, I’m just trying to avoid any sticky situations
Yeah no I get it
You have my permision to use my pessimistic gay dancer as a character
Lol thank you
This is gospel
For the bloggin' ones
Who don't do much but eat, sleep, and slumber
Avoiding responsibilities
Eating pizza and scrollin' through tumblr
Woahhh (This is the click of my mouse, this is the click of my mouse)
Woahhh (This is the click of my mouse, this is the click of my mouse)
With OTPs and fanfiction, reblogging until dawn,
and a **load of SuperWhoLock
IF YOU LOVE ME LET ME SCROLL
IF YOU LOVE ME LET ME SCROLLLL
But my internet connection is slow,
My dash is trying to load
And OH MY GOD just look at these posts
These feels, these feels are breaking my heart
(Bohemian Rhapsody, version #2409)
("This Is Gospel" parody)
("This Is Gospel" parody)
(Oh no, I wasn't talking about the song above, I was listening to something…different)
Oh
Well imagine
As I'm pacing the isles in a small corner store
And I can't help but to hear,
No I can't help but to hear an exchanging of words:
"What a beautiful melon! What a beautiful melon!" says a patron to a stocker
"And yes, but what a shame, what a shame we're not getting any more."
I CHIME IN WITH HAVEN'T YOU PEOPLE EVER HEARD OF
STOCKING THE GODDAMN STORE, NO