I started Googling Indian Burial Grounds, and then it snowballed into haunted places in San Jose (cuz my phone still thinks I’m in SJ).

Now I’m freaked out. Normally I don’t get “spooked,” but as I was scrolling down the page this creepy bird noise started to shriek out of my window and oh my God.

…my campus is so close to the creepy shit that I think I’m more afraid of ghosts getting me, than me walking outside and getting shot.

And Los Gatos is supposed to be a stomping ground for vampires? There’s a creepy albino guy who chases you in a white truck? A scary old lady with black shadowy eyes behind a dumpster?

UEHHHHHHHHHHHHH.

“‘Round here, he’s known as ‘Strider’.”

(Me: “‘Round here, he’s known as ‘SEXY BITCH’.”)

Uehhh there so much hate on my dash…why can’t people just be happy?!

the-bookish-dark:

sheekonfiya:

I just reread my “What He Wouldn’t Say” fanfic because if my NnoiNel feelings, and…

…holy shit, it was intense. I definitely /could/ destroy the world with all of those f-bombs.

Please sign this petition to get shalica to write fanfiction again.
If anyone reads bleach then here is her ff.net profile

GO GO GO READ HER STUFF IT IS ALL AMAZING.