purple teardrops i cry

if kim dokja with his dogshit life and his dogshit luck can graduate university and get a dogshit job then so can i

so embarrassing to have a funny thought and unironically be like “this will do numbers on tumblr.com!” and oh boy! numbers is zero.

the melancholic brunette in me recognizes the melancholic brunette in you

i've gone too long without new jinx content i'm having withdrawals

love saying "question mark?" out loud when I'm talking about something i'm unsure of

han sooyoung my beautiful princess with so many disorders. she thinks of herself as fundamentally evil. she thinks of the world as a novel almost as much as kim dokja does except she's cast herself as the villain. she lives three years with kim dokja's company fighting with them and mourning with them and having tea in their company break room and still doesn't quite think any of them like her all that much. she waits 50 years for someone while carefully crafting plans for him to escape in which every single one involves leaving her behind. she forgets far more than she remembers, often on purpose, often in a way that involves driving a dagger into her own heart. she kills without remorse, anyone from perfect strangers to entire galaxies. she dedicates 13 years of her life to making sure that poor kid stays alive. she grows up in an huge house, heart growing around the empty space in it, and where does she find herself 30 years later. well.

i'm am not a man, I am not woman bt a thrid worse thing. the spider hidden in yoru toilet ready to bit eyour ass.