evil of my evil

fuck, marry, kill: the wound that won’t heal, the past you can’t undo, the ghost that keeps returning

Maybe I’m an old man but goddamn, these vampires with blood dripping down their chins–that’s your food!! THAT’S YOUR FOOD!! Close!! Your!! Mouth!! You think some asshole slobbering chicken noodle soup or yogurt or clam chowder all down themselves would be sexy??? What makes you any different, you sticky-stained slackjawed screwball??? Close your mouth!! Use a napkin!! And for godssakes stop looking so smug, like, “Oooo, I’m a creature of the night look at what sustains me” yeah uh huh a fucking lack of basic hygiene is what I’m seeing and it is not impressive!! At all!! My nephews are three years old and they drool less than you do!! You’re how many centuries old?!?! ACT LIKE IT

This is even funnier when you know that Lestat canonically goes on this rant in the books

i think ultimately you do really have to kill that part of your brain that vividly imagines how you would redo parts of your life.

i’m so miserable i just need to [remembers iwtv s3 is premiering in june] endure.

we used to make rage comics about how spoons will spray you with water if you wash them at the wrong angle. not anymore. now we just suffer and suffer and suffer and suffer and suffer and suffer and suffer and suffer and suffer and suffer and suffer and suffer and suffer