gracie bear

remember when myct was still a thing?

Best friend, show em' your moves
          
          Lmao anyways, I did end up dying my hair black and lowkey, yes bitch I'm slaying that shit
          
          Also, the Dream SMP. 
          Quackity is the king of eye contact, change my mind

So uhh...
          Trying to convince mum to let me dye my hair black
          Sksksksk
          Whatchu guys think?

Imagine with Duolingo, you miss your lessons. Instead of Duolingo Birb coming after you, a hitman/woman appears at your backdoor. They work for Duolingo Birb, paid well but enslaved for not doing their lessons.
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          It was quiet, too quiet. I was huddled in my room, holding a knife in my left hand. My phone screen lit up, and I immediately went pale. "You should've done your Spanish lessons... (Insert name)." Suddenly, there was a loud crash from downstairs, making me start to panic. He was here. Everything was eerily still, I could hear the sound of slow footsteps on the wooden floor downstairs. "(Insert name). I know you're here. You haven't done your Spanish lessons." The voice slightly shocked me, it was female's. I was still frozen in shock, barely budging as I heard the slow footsteps getting a little louder every step. They were walking up the stairs. I could only listen in horror, hoping whoever it was didn't find me. It went silent again, before a figure appeared in front of the door to my room. I quickly clamped a hand over my mouth to suppress my sounds of terror. They were facing away from the door though. The figure was indeed female, as her voice suggested. They were wearing a leather jacket with two bright green wings sewn on the back, with the word 'Duolingo' in green underneath. She was wearing a headset, the small one security guards wear. In her right hand was a sniper rifle, gleaming in the soft moonlight streaming through the skylight. Her free left hand, gloved in warm leather, reached up to press the headset. "I'm close boss, I can sense him." Her hand dropped back to her side, grabbing a magazine from a pouch on her pant leg. She shoved it into the rifle, loading it before pressing on the hammer. It was silent, before she turned around. Her eyes, they were round and shiny black, almost like an owl's. There were green wings tattooed on her cheeks. We made eye contact for 5 slow seconds, before a large grin formed on her pale face. "Found you.

Hey guys.
          There's a movie you absolutely MUST see.
          It's called '1917'. A WWI movie. It was beautiful, some of the scenes were absolutely mesmerizing. I can't even describe it. It set off quite a few triggers, being buried alive, the dark and a few more, but it was amazing. It had me at the edge of my seat.
          Go watch it

bill nye the kill-you guy

Making you smile and making you horny are my two favorite things

GUYS CLUB PENGUIN IS BACK

50% of people on Wattpad: *Will be amazing authors in the future*
          The other 50%: *Dangerous murderers with excellent grammar and a dirty, dark mind*

Me: *Wakes u at 2 am*
          Also me: Time to watch some m u r d e r  m y s t e r i e s