Shallan, Death, Raoden, and Breeze foolishly planted some ethereal Paw Patrol creepypastas and safely dropkicked their happy Glaceon because sentient planets sniffed rotten fish shaped fish fishily.
It's 2024 for me! (26 minutes into it, to be precise). Happy New Year y'all, I hope you have a great one. May all your plots, plans, and wishes for the new year come true!
I mean yeah, but the same thing can be said about boys or any other gender. Being nervous around girls specifically because of that would be irrational.
"Simbelmynë. Ever has it grown on the tombs of my forebears. Now it shall cover the grave of my son. Alas, that these evil days should be mine. The young perish and the old linger. That I should live to see that last days of my house."
- Théoden, The Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers