theatre basement like the phantom or somethin

shirt that says 'i ♡ writing 300 words of the worst prose known to mankind'

it's thousand yard stare summer

look upon my sons and despair

while I am talking to you about something gay and stupid a mosquito lands on my arm and sucks all my blood out in an instant, swelling to the size of a person as my remains flutter cartoonishly down to the ground, and it continues the conversation where I left off in a high pitched approximation of my voice

girls are growing hollow fangs and venom glands

girls are learning how to unhinge their jaws

girls are hissing at me

i dont think these are girls ❓

i love when my mutuals are mutuals with each other #myecosystem #myenclosure

how write book?

like that but more

oh noooooo

i'd truly be fucked in her situation because rumpelstiltskin is not a name that would come to mind for me