CURRENTLY OBSESSED WITH:
wwdits, heartstopper, good omens, ofmd, dropout, starkid
Hi, I'm Davine.
Here's my (old) ao3: archiveofourown.org/users/DavineNaughter Please message me I'm bored.
taking a nap is always so risky like when will I wake up? in thirty minutes? in 2 hours? in 7 years?? no one can be sure
Can I still call myself "gothic" if I don't listen to the music, don't take part in the scene, don't know the history, don't wear the clothes, but my structure is supported by large semi-arches extending out and bearing the weight of my walls and ceiling?
"they should teach media literacy in schools" english class "they should teach students how to spot misinformation" it's english class "they should teach kids critical thinking" it's called english class
oh me? nothing much. just at my job patrolling the same linear path through a warehouse as always. yeah i can hear someone creeping around and as soon as they step into my line of sight they are dead as fuck. but not until then. cant be too hasty with these things
