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please dni; racists, nazis, zionists, blank blogs

if your uncomfortable with something block it idk. tumblr lets you do that so off with you

age; 19, 2007, spring bday

name; Ren/Ryo(if mutuals), Crypt(if anything else/feel comfier using it), and a special name for someone else to use

Pronouns; literally make something up if you want

this user is AFAB *jass hands*

in the US, corn iykwim

low-functioning system entity

user boxes under cut

Spotify

Sideblog list

#My Holy Ground = rambles (soon fully) = #Admissions from my grave

#Venom of Your Lips = reblog (soon fully) = #The graves are speaking

#Mercy Of your Lies = asks (soon fully) = #My demands of affection

@en-cryptedlulluby - backup

credits and thanks to @pixopix for some dividers

what if, instead of going to pt, i go be ill

i am very nice. i say, while forcing you to look away from anything you might not like on my blog

munching on these right now yumyumyumyum

"you need to have more fucking respect " yeah ok, once you give me a reason for it

" why am i so tired" probably because i forgot that i get actually very exhausted once holder leaves

i'm also fully alone in here, which is NOT good because what about my bones :((

i have not taken my hair down in probably 2 days so the mass amounts of hair that was stuck to my hair-tie is crazy

i am having egg rolls but instead of normal ones, i'm having the filling be banana as a dessert type treat :D

ok what's everyone's thoughts on me murdering my whole family right now and then getting the shit out of iowa

first of all. i did not want to wake up now i wanted to wake up in about an hour when everyone was gone from my house. second of all: i did not want a new dream i wanted my first one. sighing heaily

ok we are for sure normal now. (until unforseen shit happens again.) but until it hopefully never happens i am very normal and will be very sure to be normal for ever

"are you ok?" "are you ok?" "are you-" i am going to need you to shut the fuck up before i stop saying 'yeah, sure' and 'im fine' and variations of these and use the only good knife in the kitchen to stab you in the chest.

i am. hashtagnormal. now

bet no one expected this again, at least not for another couple months

my fucking mother forgot again how fucking triggered we get when she decides to cuddle up to us like im fucking 3 years old. what do we think about her being forcibly removed from this instance of life? how about me shooting body in the face to fuck her up half as much as we are?

who up feeling weird about referring to oneself in another pov than usual