TMI but it’s so hard to write smut when your libido is in a ‘dormant’ phase of the cycle >.> I want to finish this fic but it’s too filthy for this time of the month and my brain (and body) are like “Soz, not interested rn, come back in a week or two” :|b
Might go work on something easier, like this zombie apocalypse fic…
Don’t invite me anywhere last minute I enjoy doing nothing so I need to know ahead of time if my plan to do nothing needs to be changed
This is legit and people don’t realize it.
“hey what are you doing?”
“nothing”
“oh great! so you are avaliab-”
“no you don’t understand. I’m doing nothing.”
I CAN’T HANDLE THIS
Are you Rolipe af?
In celebration of a very special relationship, racing together for 10 years.[2/2]
TODAAAAAY
Found a tiny spot of mould on a piece of cake
Removed the mould, ate the cake anyway
So if you don’t see me again, know it was worth it
I want to finish this fic and there’s not much more to go tbh but I’ve done all the easy bit and now it’s got difficult so it’ll probably take ages ;(
When you know you’re going to have to interact with people you rcba with and you’re just kind of lowkey dreading it and hoping they don’t come after all
Too much pressure man, please don’t talk to me
Reblogging again to add: The Huffington Post picked this up
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I have loads of thoughts about this which I wrote then deleted lol but yeah this says everything basically
Ten years ago today, at the 2006 European Grand Prix, Rob Smedley made his debut as Felipe’s race engineer; time may have passed but the brotherly bond remains. Happy anniversary, you two. ;D (Btw: bigger versions of the individual drawings will go up on my DeviantArt a bit later!)
THE PLAN: Show that you’re angry that London has elected Sadiq Khan as Mayor, and act all defiant and proud for your racist mates in the audience.
THE RESULT: Look like you’re so thick that you actually don’t know how a stage works.
It looks like he’s been put in the corner to think about what he’s done.
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