-watching all these people have conversations-
….
Um….hello.
Tumblr Crushes:
- thatnastypresence
- beautyandthebaseballbat
- covered-in-carnage
- sir-pimp-master-arthur
- pinko-commie-bastard
- the-flamenco-prince
- bloodybritishnurse
- the-little-house-fairy
- the-chainsaw-american
Oh dear.
((Love ALL the Englands, apparently. Whoops. Can’t help it, I just love all the England roleplayers on here because they do such an excellent job. :D ))
Eh?
What’s all this with everyone finding “special people” today?
Oh well. More horror movies and ice cream for me.
((Goodnight, everyone!))
((Thank you to everyone who rped with me today, even a little. :) You all cheered me up a lot! 
Sleep well!))
oh what a cute little barn
you really dont find any barns like that where i live
oh wow i wish i lived in sweden i want a barn like that
wait
what
wha-WHAT ARE YOU TWO DOING IN SWEDEN
WAIUTHWAT THE FUCK
WOT.
(Source: ludwiglovesthebottom)
Amelia chuckled, her own sunglasses slipping down her nose as per usual. “Unfortunate indeed, or I would have done so myself many times. I’m sorry, I’d lend you a hand if I could.” Usually she wouldn’t have been so sympathetic, but…Erica was definitely a special case.
“Well I’ll be sure to have you on speed dial in case someone needs a good beating or two. I would do it myself but I’m afraid I can’t get my work clothes all dirty.”
Amelia nodded in understanding, flipping her own cellphone out at the mention of calling. Nothing except for work. Wonderful. “That’s what my special work clothes are for.” She pointed out with a polite smile, the faintest glimmer of danger crossing her expression again. They said they’d gotten out of their childhood alive. Not completely unscathed, at least not in her case.
But it really only got bad when people were being stupid anyway!
Amelia turned her head a little, a yawn passing her lips. “Is China that bad? What were they doing?” She couldn’t fathom what could be so annoying. Or…ugh, maybe she could. It didn’t sound fun at all.
Erica growled, “Living.” She took off her sunglasses for a moment and rubbed at her eyes. “It’s unfortunate that you can’t kill your business partner.”
Amelia chuckled, her own sunglasses slipping down her nose as per usual. “Unfortunate indeed, or I would have done so myself many times. I’m sorry, I’d lend you a hand if I could.” Usually she wouldn’t have been so sympathetic, but…Erica was definitely a special case.
Amelia let out an over dramatic sigh, toying with a strand of brown hair and twirling it around her finger. “Being bored out of my mind I’m afraid. Nothing interesting has happened to me, can you believe it? And I’ve been being good too. I haven’t had a reason to fight someone for a long while.”
“Really? I have, I just couldn’t be bothered to act out on anything. If you’re looking for a fight, you should try spending a week or so with China—you’ll lose your mind.”
Amelia turned her head a little, a yawn passing her lips. “Is China that bad? What were they doing?” She couldn’t fathom what could be so annoying. Or…ugh, maybe she could. It didn’t sound fun at all.
Amelia laughed brightly again, scarlet eyes glimmering in amusement. “I have noticed, the poor girls.” Granted, she herself hadn’t even had a date in what seemed like forever and a day, but that was beside the point. Everyone was an idiot anyway.
“Oh,” Erica sighed, licking her lips, “I’ll bet they paid good money for their plastic surgery. Shame it didn’t do much to help. But beggars can’t be choosers, right? So what have you been up to?”
Amelia let out an over dramatic sigh, toying with a strand of brown hair and twirling it around her finger. “Being bored out of my mind I’m afraid. Nothing interesting has happened to me, can you believe it? And I’ve been being good too. I haven’t had a reason to fight someone for a long while.”
Amelia nodded in assent, fingers lazily toying with the zipper of her bomber jacket. “It’s probably exactly how we survived, because we’re not only quite possibly, but quite probably the best country in the world.” Oh, that wasn’t proper grammar at all, was it? You didn’t forget something like that after having England drive it into you. Unlike those other blondie Americas.
America tossed her head back and laughed, sliding on her shades. “I wonder how the others haven’t died from their amount of jealousy? Hey, have you noticed our pretty little blondies seem to share a distinct lack of sexual appeal? I almost feel bad for them.”
Amelia laughed brightly again, scarlet eyes glimmering in amusement. “I have noticed, the poor girls.” Granted, she herself hadn’t even had a date in what seemed like forever and a day, but that was beside the point. Everyone was an idiot anyway.