st pauli

white background of doom.

I've become obsessed with the Mr. Bungle album again. I listen to it while I shower, while I clean my place, cooking, at bedtime, as soon as I wake up, while I'm on the toilet mastering the art of pooping, while I brush my teeth, while I'm doing my two-minute skincare routine, as background music during my one, two, sometimes three meals, while I walk through the streets of my charming and cold town, while I go to the supermarket to buy chocolates and coffee... Ah~ Mr. Bungle, you take my breath away. I've fallen into your obscene love trap all over again, and here I am: frying my brain and drooling over you. I'm very-ultra-mega-super-duper happy. I could puke rn fr.

older! dirtbag bf knoxville

funeral boring as hell🥱🥱

i need him so bad its concerning at this point

This is my current mood.

₊˚⊹♡ 𝐻𝑖𝑚 ₊˚⊹♡

Gosh I need a guy who looks like him