Smoking The Shit That Made The Devil Reject Me

he's forty years old. he's babygirl. he's unhinged. he's creating problems for himself and everyone else. he's god's favorite punching bag. he's a whore. he's pathetic. he's my poor little meow meow

i know we’re both just messing around pretending to be whole but look at me. if the train was coming would you move. if the ground was falling from under your feet would you even notice or would it just be another tuesday for you. if somebody stabbed you could it hurt worse than you already do. what i’m saying is that i love you but i think we both drive over the speed limit when it’s raining. what i’m saying is that i want to hold your hand and i understand about how you sometimes have to sit down in the shower. what i’m saying is that i’m here for you and if the train comes please move.

early homo sapiens b like help i cant stop making bowls . help i cant stop domesticating plants and animals. help i cant stop developing language and architecture and religion

“I don’t want to be at the mercy of my emotions. I want to use them, to enjoy them, and to dominate them.”

— Oscar Wilde

so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god

I hate when I crave and want and desire like girl if you don’t shut the fuck up and stare at the wall

I love you fics that stay true to the character I love you fics that I open and say oh he would say that I love you fics that keep a character’s little imperfections in I love you fics that understand the original media I love you fics that are clearly from authors who care

gayest bitch in house of wax tbh

Song: Where You At? By Ayesha Erotica

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