Welcome to my nightmare

ive killed a thousand versions of myself to be this calm

the idea of going to the movies alone being like sad and pathetic is crazy to me like thats barely a social event to me. If you try to talk to me during a movie at the movies I will kill you.

everyday i log onto tumblr dot com and post bullshit nothing burger

reading fanfics isnt enough i need to squish shane hollander between two pieces of bread and eat him

i don’t hate series finales because it’s the ending of a show.. i hate them because somehow writers find a way to fuck up the whole show in just one episode

my secret talent is getting tired without doing anything

please stop asking me about my future ill cry

trying to explain why i like horror to people who don’t: ok so you know how it’s fun to be deeply disturbed and unsettled

they should invent a sleep schedule. any at all

mondays have you thinking shit like I wish I could undo all my mistakes

do you like my repetitive and outdated music taste