perilucid

the number 1 rule of fanfic is have fun and be yourself. the number 2 rule is the average healthy adult male can lose roughly 2 liters of blood before dying.

Must feel good as fuckkkk to drag your dying bloody body to the white outline perfectly placed for you a little bit away

all boys do is listen to acid rock and stare directly into a flashlight 

its working

i can feel it working

basically the best thing any character can do is decide they don't want to be afraid anymore - in fact they never want to be afraid of anything ever again - and take action so drastic they fail to realise that this too is a decision motivated by fear. or to account for the Consequences of that.

[with obvious perverted intent] hey. don't you want to release the safety catches on that character. don't you want to flip off all the switches holding them back and let the control rods go.

she glow on my bug til i squall

(no beers in) So how do you perceive me in the privacy of your thoughts

*lying in bed next to a corpse of someone i loved and stroking its hair in a way that makes you hesitant to point it out to me, either because i haven't realised yet and you'd be forcing me to confront a level of grief that you're not sure you can handle, or because i might smile calmly and tell you that i already know and you're not prepared to deal with that either*

i have decided that you have feelings for me #empath

If I had a gaping wound in my stomach would you. . . No. . . I shan’t say. . . . . . . Would you. . ?

i bet being stabbed to the hilt feels so fucking good actually

Your heart is not true enough to enter the gates of Margaritaville

:33 < sighhhhh... is it pure enough for kokomo atleast? I need SOMETHING to look forward to....

Actually, Nepeta from Homestuck, you're good to come in

i wish drawing was a real thing that you could actually do

sylvia feeds the most exalted vocalist butts from her ashtray by the handful like giving sugar cubes to a horse. idk everyone’s posting really good tonight and I wanted in