TrippyVirus

http://my.w.tt/UiNb/74Z2nSLZqz


Most People React to the Fanfic's Epilogue:


*cries in a corner*


Me:


*rampage while crying*

*searches news*


*sees that Typhoon is coming for Luzon*


SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIIIIIITTT

*goes to office chair*


*SPINS AROUND*


*lands on desk, ready to type*


what am i supposed to do again?

ITS CHRISTMAS BITCHES *goes guns ablazin*

Me: I GOT UNCHARTED FOUR AND FALLOUT FOUR WOOOOOO!


USA: B-But it's Christmas Eve...


Me: Shhhhhhhhhhhh... No one gives a shit. It's just time zones. It's always Time Zones.

*reads a PepsiCola fanfic*


*the first chapters were normal*


*then turned into Fifty Shades shit*


*flips table*


WHAT IS LIFE ANYMORE

I have made a "Introduction" and Rambling novel on Wattpad, cause its slightly easier.


*shameless self-promo*


http://my.w.tt/UiNb/MNjL7ZAWkz

I am at a party and my nephews are bugging me...

And all the girlies say I'm pretty fly,

Perfectionism and Pessimism mix together very well, but not in a good way.


Also, Eye bags.

Taking a nap...


*sleeps*


*roomie sprays me*


Dinner. Now.

*fangirl screams*


Roomie: What's wrong?


Me: SHUT UP MY BABIES ARE HAVING A INTIMATE MOMENT!


Roomie: ._.


Me: .-.

And now... More Homestuck. (I am now trash. Shame on me. I AM TOO LATE TO SAVE)


Before Pepsicola fanfic: DirkJake is my fav OTP.
After: Pepsicola is ma FAV OTP.


Dirk Strider's Relations:
Jake English - Ex-boyfreind
*walks to bedroom*
*muffled screaming*


Didn't sleep. Yay.....
*read Homestuck inside a blanket*
*looks at clock*
*its two o-clock*


*watching Let's Read Homestuck*
*reading fanfic*
What again?


Someone: Buckets.
Homestuck Fan: You. Filthy. Bastard.
Me: Meh.


Homestuck Fan: Those are fuckin' dirty!
Me: They are not used for only putting troll sex cells! They are also used to contain shit, OKAY!


When a fucking happy ending in a fanfic turns out to be a dream:
I WILL STAB AND SLICE YOU (Author) INTO PIECES YOU LIL' SHIT.


DirkJake fanfic is almost done.
But then, confidence hit me like a truck. And raged. And gone to the Five Stages of Grief.


*Caliborn eats his own leg*
NOOOPE.

I have finally finished Homestuck. Now expect millions of trashy shit.

So I just decided to click on your About Me and oh mY GOD YOU'RE FROM THE PHILIPPINES TOO??? alak;jflkjlkhal;fkjk;lj!!!

CG: TO EVERYONE I FUCKING KNOW, I WILL BE READING HOMESTUCK (A-FUCKING-GAIN) SINCE I HAVE NOT COMPLETED IT YET. 


CG: I WILL NOT BE AVAILABLE FOR A DAY AND A HALF, SO I'M FUCKING SORRY FOR BEING AN INACTIVE IDIOT.

I'M MAKING A DIRKJAKE FANFIC AT THE MOMENT.

*neighbors babies crying*


*facesmash to my food*


AAAAAAUUUUUUGGGGGGGHHHHHH

My five shipping stages:


1. Find something new.


2. Get attached to it.


3. Go insane over it.


4. Ship Happens.


5. Stick to it.


6. Leave it.

Family Dinners in a nutshell:

I should probably do my blog entrys in audio than text because its a lil' easier.

Welcome, employee, to dangelburg convenience!

AHHHH WHY HOMESTUCK


*SHIPPING INTENSIFIES*

What I'm supposed to be doing:


Cleaning the house!


Eating healthy!


Draw!


What I'm really doing:


Reading Homestuck... Again...


Eating Cereal...


Perfectionism is a bitch...

want sleep. don't need sleep. fuck sleep. kill sleep.