The Holy Grail Types Of Fanfic

Just walk in the misty morning of a forest.

Piebald raccoon (Procyon lotor) [x]

joints will see you taking a step & be like "i bet i could improve on this with my Cool New Trick." & theyre wrong

rest in peace you fucking legend

Happiness Will Come To You.

me [likes a thing]: hey, i like this thing!

brain: excellent. you will be unable to think about anything other than that thing for a period lasting from several weeks to a number of years.

The new norm is everyone is damaged

TOMORROW IS HALLOWEEN!!!

There's something in your blood that doesn't belong there. It hovers just under the surface of your skin, waiting for an opportunity to be set free.