as sick as a dog, as loyal as a dog

you start to listen to mcr and suddenly those campy skeleton fingerless gloves start speaking to you like the green goblin mask

Reblogging while wearing skeleton fingerless gloves

The spirit is weak the flesh is weak and me also I feel not so willing

i mean fuck i like pain i like grief i like desolation i like sorrow i like to mourn

my emotional support self neglect

i dont forgive so you better hope i forget

I don't want to be me anymore. I don't want the pain, the fear, the anger. I don't want this.

all hail william the werewolf, proto-enby

Diversity win! The werewolf in your village goes by þei

I hope I'm not just a syscourse blog to you guys but also an annoyance you have no other choice but to view on your dash until you inevitably block me