#primmd

I'll begin this by saying I'm a fucked up person. I'm hating myself more and more each day. I find fault with everything I am and everything I do. That being said, I'm going to attempt to change my entire personality. Changing who I am migt make me feel worthy of living. Personal renovation doesn't leave much time for roleplaying. Going on hiatus is selfish but I haven't even been on much recenty so it shouldn't even matter. If anyone does want/need to talk to me, my email is [email protected] and I will check tumblr from time to time. I love all of you. I hope I can come back on here some day.

Marvel wrapped his arms tightly around Prim as they lay on the couch together in front of the fireplace. He grinned and pressed a kiss to her temple. "Need a refill on hot chocolate yet?" He murmured softly.

Marvel: Hey hey hey hey hey you still awake?

Marvel tugged Prim back towards his bedroom with a laugh. He gestured for her to take a seat on the bed before heading to his closet and opened it up. He displayed it proudly for her. "Have you ever seen this much plaid before in your life?" He laughed.

Marvel stood on the couch in the living room, reaching up as high as he could to pin the thin sheet to the ceiling. "Being short is no excuse for not working." He huffed, still setting up the base structure of their pillow fort. "You decide which pilows go where, mkay?" He asked, tilting his head down to look at her.