They may have found something in my blood and I have this terrifying feeling where I hope that to know what this is and that I can treat it, but the idea of knowing what it is scares me to hell and back. If they have found something, it means the end of my pain, but if they haven’t, it means I’m stuck looking for another goddamn 7 months.
The Mandalorian by kiyomeji (x).
reblog to give your headache to elon musk instead
The World Of Becca Blake
Art by Dan Schkade
Some additional photos
Tis’ the season! I made an ides of march cake complete with 22 chocolate knives and one real, very stabby knife. While the knives are shittily constructed, I think the point still comes across. The cake itself is double chocolate, making use of a Swiss meringue buttercream.
FUCKING GETCH OU
it always comes back to them
June 26th
Hi! Y’all can call me Jules and I’m 18, I’m a little freak and will not be normal about anything ever, I also WILL BITE YOU (lovingly). I use she/her pronouns.
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