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There was this one time when I was like 12 when I made up a fake boyfriend. I knew where he lived, his favorite color, his brother’s names, what his mom did for a living and others small details. I named him Zeke from the movie the Faculty and his last name was Hartnett after Josh Hartnett (keep in mind this was before he was well known). Anyway, I had it all written down in a journal, told my mom just in case anyone asked and even made an email address for him so we could “talk” on msn.
This all sounds kind of sad as I tell it but the sad part is I never told anyone because there wasn’t anyone who would have cared if I had a boyfriend or not. Back then I was just a chubby, awkward nobody that got picked on from time to time.
I guess things have changed and at a certain point there were people who cared if I was in a relationship. But, right now I’m kind of in limbo in different aspects of my life and my love life is at the top of that list. So, here’s to Zeke, my fake boyfriend who never made his debut.
Stiles Fanon that is now Canon
1. Calling Melissa Mom
2. Having the same disease that killed his mother
3. Being possessed by something evil
TBH at this point I’m just holding out for a fucking Stilinski twin to come out of the woodworks.
I wanted a Stiles twin, but not like this. Never like this.
oh my gOD HE LITERALLY CAME OUT OF THE FUCKING WOOD WORKS, I AM A PROPHET AND JEFF DAVIS IS MY MALEVOLENT GOD.