Miles Edgeworth is wonderful and I heavily like the idea that everything he says on the outside that seems so posh and prim is just a facade and internally he’s thinking stuff like “Get FUCKED you douchebag!!!” or “Is this person fucking serious? Oh my god. They’re fucking serious. Why did I come back to this fucking country” or “I’m so… so Gay. Fuck. Fuck, I’m just so Gay™. Someone stop me. Wait, no, no one stop me.”
punkitt-is-here
it's berry season here. i've eaten so many berries. i have a 5 pound box of blueberries next to me now.
