Everybody in the club Yield to my will

Remember to kill everything in your way today no hesitation

taylor swift would release a 30th special edition of the tortured poets department to block the vampire lestats spot on the billboard chart and within 24 hrs travis kelce would go missing

I am the surgeon & I am the patient & I am the technician handing over the scalpel & I am the scalpel & I am the pervert touching themselves in the corner

I love characters who would die for each other but will not, under any circumstances, communicate a single honest feeling.

the two headed calf smoking twice as many marlboro red core packs as usual

it gets to a point that is just weirder if they didn't fuck

you did all this and it was not even because you wanted to bang him? weirdo

t shirt that says I PUT A NORMAL AMOUNT OF THOUGHT INTO STUFF

identifying a maladaptive coping mechanism is so bitter sweet like that’s great now i know what i need to stop doing. but that’s literally my something

tortured. sickly. bisexual.

If I got locked in “the room you can only leave if the two of you have sex” i would immediately ask the other lesbian to use it as a research opportunity where we perform various acts of slowly increasing intimacy to find where the line between what is sex and what is not sex is drawn by the room

I have to do something drastic. Well maybe I don't but that's how I feel

Enough about "Girlhood" or "Boyhood" let's talk about me...

Hump the boot that kicks you or whatever they say

you can’t even move to a brand new city and teach yourself how to die in this economy