just whatever i like

sorry i never replied. everyday is blending together and i'm losing sense of time

the oldest reblogs for this post that i can find are from january 2nd of 2013. this can has been getting kicked around tumblr for almost 13½ years now

And yet somehow this is my first time kicking it!

Sometimes having an OC is like "this character is an outlet for my insecurity and trauma" and sometimes it's like "this character is an outlet for my love of vampires :)". Sometimes it's both

Sometimes you think it's "this character is an outlet for my love and nothing more :)" and then you look it over later like "shit. product of the deepest depths of my soul again"

i bet it feels good as fuck to intend to do something and then actually do it

i bet it feels good as fuck to intend to do something and then actually do it

I’m not avoiding my destiny I just had to lie down

writing is so fun

writing is impossible why does anyone do this

basketball dracula isn't real dude he can't-- *sudden squeaking noises from the shadows*

*two pool toys having sex tumble by in the wind* oh thank god

*thunderous slam dunk noise*

Everyone say thank you sanitation workers we owe you our lives sanitation workers