I want to be Frumentarius Picus’ dad or superior officer or something in the Legion just so I can tell him how proud I am of him ‘cause wow, that boy ride or die
3 and a half years stuck in boring-ass Camp McCarran risin’ up in the ranks almost entirely legitimately, doin’ paperwork, and lookin’ normal? I couldn’t do it. I would quit. I would quit the entire Legion.
i like that we say “oh, man” to express disappointment
because men are disappointing
i hate small talk
tell me about how im gonna make you squart across the room and how that turns mw on. tell me about having the best oegamiom in the world everyday yeah baby. I don’t care about the weather and you don’t care about how my job’s going.
Shout out to younger me who, for years, drew on sai with the stabilizer on 0 and didn’t notice that layers were a thing. What the fuck was wrong with you.