Someone captured the solar eclipse on an airplane
And I'm looking through the glass
Where the light bends at the cracks
And I'm screaming at the top of my lungs
Pretending the echoes belong to someone
Someone I used to know
And we become
Silhouettes when our bodies finally go 🕳️
googled my symptoms and turns out I have to have a pretty girl kiss me
Reblog if you support squishy bellies, have a squishy belly, or have the desire to summon satan
Dream's subtle, sarcastic smiles throughout this episode are great. He finds their passive aggressiveness quite amusing.
And finally, this.
"Of course they change into the fancy shiny leather battle gear. They'd never pass up on that opportunity."
Happiest Birthday, Love
Here's a video of him playing banjo
when you're reading smut and that middle aged man has a little too much stamina
bitches hate me for my earnest whimsy and my pathological degree of avoidant behavior
Jz jo
I can't even spell my last name
“your full name without an E,F,R,S,K,I,M,L,C,A,Y,N”
Hh
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I do, in fact, have not ONE but TWO Polaroids of him tucked into my wallet.
My one and only<3