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i love being on my laptop in bed like oohhh im on my laptop LOL! and im in bedddd

Victor Frankenstein after achieving the impossible and building a fucking person from scraps of the dead: Oh god, ew, ew it's ugly! Yucky! Yucky! Gross! Ew! Ew! Yucky! Yucky! Gross! Ew!

let sunday's pregnancy birth a long successful week

what if your house was FLOODED and your minecraft pj pants BROKE and you got COPYRITE STRIKE from YOURSELF and your BOYFRIEND wasn’t a LAWYER and you were GAY

if you could ignore everything abt me then im actually perfect

can everything be about me for once instead of the vampire almond or the vampire lostat

All fantasy authors wish they had a bigger bathtub in their house. You can tell by every bathing scene ever written into a fantasy novel

they need to come up with more words like necrosis and miasma and mausoleum and cadaver and morose and decrepit and stuff like that just so metal bands can expand their vocabulary

Lowkey I bet it felt good as fuuuuuuck to be one of the coal miners that got to blow a pinkertons brains out from a high ridge with a bolt action rifle.

restrained summer fun. tied up summer fun. bound and gagged summer fun.

still, like, incandescently rageful over the fact that tina weymouth didn't pick up a bass until college and not even 2 years later was doing all that

Statement of Y/N, regarding their time in servitude to the entity formerly known as One Direction. Statement begins.