Is It My Blood Curse That's Putting You Off Or Just My Personality Be Honest

this isn't the first time I've made a tumblr but I can't use my old one anymore because I don't want the people who are looking for me to find me. But if you some how find this blog, hi, my name is..well, you can call me T. I feel like if I said my full name that might cause suspicion. But anyway. I guess you can know a little bit about me: I like taxidermy, I think monsters are cool, and I'm probably haunted. But honestly at this rate it isn't just a probably I am absolutely definitely haunted. How else can I explain the weird f

Actually I probably should shut up. I don't want to risk getting caught, now that I've gotten this far.

I guess enjoy my blog? I don't really know how to end this.

Thats pretty cool. I uh, never had anything like that in my childhood. Was it nice?

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I'm sorry you weren't able to experience something like that when you were a kid. That must of really sucked. But yeah, it was nice. It..really was. Mike and I met because some kids were making fun of me for my facial scar. He ran them off and showed me that I wasn't the only one with scars, too.

Mike was like a father to me, in a lot of ways. My real dad sucked ass.

But I also actually met William because he was coming through the vent in the breakroom to steal Mike's lunch. Funniest shit ever when I look back on it. William was a lot like me. Absolutely deranged, but he was also really nice, too.

hAAHA HEY SO DOES ANYONE KNOW HOW TO GET TO ALA B AM A QUICKER IM WALKING THERE AND I DONT HAVE LIKE A BIKE SO THATS LIKE OUT OF THE QUESTION UHHH. HAHA HE LP

Diaphonized Python regius.

Most people on here: arg! Ah! Politics!!! Ahh!

Me: Erm, did somebody say TACOS? *does my happy taco time dance!*

Friends are a whole disaster that you cant let go of.

Yeah I was told I was nuts, too! For seven! Long! Years! And now I'm in a relationship with the monster that made me look like a mad man ^^".

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The upside to that is that you got a happy ending at least! That's always good :] but god yeah being told you're crazy when you know you're not is very frustrating. Just because I have uber illness doesn't mean I don't know what I saw. How'd you end up finding your partner? Did they come to you or did you like, come to them?

// Talon Hoodie?! Hoodie with claws? Wah? Huh? 

// *drops these and collapses*

*visibly shaking and sweating like a sickly little creature* i have so many problems but i'm being SO normal about it