#jackspaniel

all vampires??

yes except angel 

yeah seems kinda dumb tbh

its precautionary

5. Last time you cried

earlier today talking to dirk tbh 

15. Made a new friend

yeah id like to think so

20. Found out someone was talking about you

quite a few times today actually

30. Last time you saw your all of your siblings at the same time

last year

35. Most visited webpage

tumblr?

40. Male or female

boooooth

50. Tattoos

none but i want

55. First hookup

uhh i think i was thirteen it wasnt hot or anything

60. Drinking

tim

65. Get married?

no

70. Older or Younger

older

80. Broken someone's heart

yeah when i was human

85. Fallen for a friend

nah not really

90. Santa Clause

anything could happen

95. Did you sing today

no?

100. Do you like the way you look?

–– Your stuff fits itself neatly into a couple suitcases by the door. Luckily the place came pre-furnished so you haven't had to worry about what you're going to do with fucking armchairs and a bed you can't even sleep in anyway. It's days like this you feel tired, when the bruise like circles beneath your eyes show up prominently against the white and red of your eyes. You wish you could sleep, that you could crawl into bed and draw the covers up around you and let sleep usher you off into the still night, but you can't. You almost don't remember how; you think you're filling the idea of sleep with what you want it to be when things get hard, an escape from who you are. 

Because there's a body in a trash bag in the guest bedroom and blood in your stomach that the dead creep wrapped up in plastic didn't tell you you could steal from him and as many times as you brush your teeth and wash the blood off your hands, you'll never be clean and you'll never get your soul back and you'll never get to sleep like this. 

At least tumblr has been letting you feel half sane. To think there are those out there that actually want you to take their blood. It's comforting but you're also pretty sure most of them don't know what they're getting themselves into. You hope they'll be able to tell you when to stop, to control you, just in case you can't control yourself. You suppose you'll find out.

whos yer bro man packing must really suck

tumblr user fearplay is my brother dearest

not really i dont actually have that much stuff