WE ARE PARTY MARTIANS. WE ARE MTV SCUM.

i really do fucking love the train. i sit it goes we arrive etc

man sometimes friendship really is just "I saw this and knew it would give you psychic damage. please respond with agony" and then they do. and it's great

they are awarding me an honorary doctorate for my work on tumblr.com

bugs

*making two dolls kiss and dropping them both out nowhere, all the emotion and life leaving my face* right. enough of that.

love pulling up a fic on ao3 & the author’s name is like flump. okay flump take me on a journey !!

"Whats your favorite genre" i just Listen to music i like man I dont kno w

Piracy is morally right and if you disagree, I want to hurt you

"? No" is such a foundational linguistic construction to my psyche. a hieroglyph. it should be a standard emoji

really humiliating trying to write horror like they went into the creepy house and there was a creepy ghost and the creepy guy with a creepy knife and everything was very creepy are you scared yet and thats like literally not how suspense and tension actually work but like all u can do is say well maybe something else was creepy?