#revindicare

OK NONNONO so my friend Dane was over and we were getting smash bros set up and while he tried to get his controller with the right sensitivity and stuff for him I was going over the blog on my iPod to try and figure out who I owe right

And he was like ‘what’re you lookin’ at’ And I said ‘tumblr’ and he said ‘can I see’ and I was like ‘sure dude knock yourself out’

ant the conversation was like:

Dane: Wow, what’s going on here.

Me: I ask myself that a lot. What’s confusing?

Dane: Bro here really wants his pasta.

Me: Oh, that’s not even the worst of it.

Dane: … My mom got really emotional with spaghetti when she was pregnant with my sister.

Me: oH MY GOD I’M GONNA BE A GRANDPA.

Dane: …

Me: …

Dane: Jay. What.

She is fond of Gluttony, enough so that she reaches out fearlessly, and wipes drool off his chin. The saliva stings, digging through her flesh, and breaking down cellular membranes with a vengeance born from hunger. A hunger for more; a desire to open improper gates and consume until they were full. A proverbial lust for more. Lust rolls like snakes in her gut, twining over one another as the stench of the sewers washes over her, and her senses stretch out. The snakes are everywhere, slithering along every floor and wall, and even dipping their long, duplicitous tongues into the rank water. She was large, filling every nook with her desire, and she was small; waiting patiently for her prey to come. There was no rush. There would be no where to hide.

what the frickle-frackle is going on

are the brothers fighing?

Kyrii.: Kimblee: What do you think i'm doing

Scar: masturbation is a sin

[ Alexius ] ヽ（。々°）ﾉ: OMFG-- "no you were supposed to say your brother omg"

Kyrii.: L E X