newmoonlex

my apartment

You are doing the only thing worth doing. You are living. *Why,* you ask? Try and remember now. Remember your mother’s hand on your shoulder. Remember the taste of a fresh catch. Remember the times when you were kind to the dogs in the valley and they did not bare their teeth. Remember the weight of a child on your shoulders. Remember the stars throwing their light against the wall of sodium and smog. Remember singing until your throat was raw. Remember crying just as loudly and publicly, and the gentleness with which someone opened your curled fist and pressed a handkerchief into your palm. Crying, laughing, running, eating, screaming, haunting, loving, fighting, fighting, fighting. The fight fuels you, and you fuel the fight. You run yourself ragged just for a chance to keep running. You never stop. You cannot stop. The world depends on it. *You* are the infernal engine. You are the world. And, simply put: you want to live.

from reaper to babysitter

Let's Bake A Cake! - [OPEN K]

Made this guy for a chemistry assignment 

I had this horrible vision that the “papyrus is gaster” theories were true and it was because that it turned out that royal scientist WD Gaster was actually a human and his creation ripped him apart metaphysically AND physically and papyrus is actually his skeleton lmao