When death sleeps, it dreams of you.

man im not feeling anything these bones of baby dolls arent shit

Alien pulling your sleeve to get your attention: and who is this Cunt you all serve

tumblr really is my diary i luv screaming to the void i dont care if i make sense or not this is for me

i like speaking nonsense. i find things there sometimes.

can we melt into eachother and dissolve bro

Platonically speaking …

no i meant romantically sexually and platonically

she let me hit because i say things like “okie dokie”

no to be an absolute whore on main but I just wanna be held

I love that this post doesn't include the actual text of his tweet, just his impending presence. This is the visual equivalent of a scare chord.