#compendate

yeah, i understand you wanna get that sweet mating press and full nelson’d by an apache helicopter demon octopus centaur hybrid. i wont judge you for your desires.

          “Sorry this is probably weird but have I seen you somewhere before? I feel like your face is familiar for some reason..” Ryland hummed and tapped his finger onto his chin as he leaned closer to the girl to study her, trying to figure out where he’d seen her face before. After a couple of awkward seconds he sprung back up to his full height. “Or maybe I’m just dumb, I dunno. Sorry if I freaked you out or whatever!”

“hey  ,  hey  ,  lend me a few bucks.”  he’s out of cigarettes &&  his pockets only have lint in them.  not that he didn’t have money elsewhere but he doesn’t feel like digging into savings!!

                        ❛   have  a  bunch'a  buttons  left  over--  want  some?   ❜               he's  not  going  to  discuss  why;  that  the  reason  he  hasn't  finished  the  bag  is  because  he  can't  bring  himself  to  have  any  more.   instead,  crow  stretches  lazily  along  the  length  of  the  couch.               ❛   ain't  done  nothin'  ta  'em.   ❜

Nah, I wanna step into skeleton territory. Watch me use fucking Papyrus from Undertale. You guys can have your werewolves and demons, I’m going next level into 2018. Time to stick a femur in your butt and get wooed by Skeletal Daddy™

REPORT ME ON CLUB PENGUIN 2.0 CALL ME OUT ON FACEBOOK. I DESERVE THE ELECTRIC CHAIR.

“you should be careful miss,”  quiet warnings come with the reach of hand.  loosely gripping onto the other’s sleeve to stop them in their tracks:  “it’s dangerous around here but if you must pass  ,  try doing so when it isn’t so late from now on.”

                // @compendate