Tomie (1998)

Doodle of a cutie ‼️

I'm dead scared

that weird abstract emotion where you feel as though you’ll always be an outsider, an observer, even if you’re in the thrust of things and among others. like some tongue rubbing itself at the base of your skull, reminding you of the disconnect. like there is some flexible wall of glass blocking you off from everyone around you. like you’re some kind of strange creature which is only pretending to be human.

Poor quality art of him and drama cause I'm the most tired girl in this world (for no reason).

a relationship should be fifty-fifty. She lays me gently in the cold dark earth and I crawl home to her.

Some more would be nice ;-;

ghost meat dark web delicacy

mary makes the prettiest barbeque?

witches buy it, they know it's artificially cloned

you can't taste asymmetry. as long as there's a gram of ectoplasm they'll spend.

me personally, i think you should stop overproducing fake ghosts.

just switch to the vegan alternative if you don't mind a substitute.

The weirdest thing about knowing something that died is that I have the impression of seeing them around all the time. I thought I saw her yesterday at uni, weeks ago at the bus stop and right now on the bus. But then I suddenly remember, that's not her, it can't be.