Ask The Ghost

the moon is out at three in the afternoon. that would make more sense if it wasn’t full and deep red. the lunar eclipse covers the sun.

this isnt me fidgeting, this is me desperately trying not to punch you in the face

people who ignore friendly street cats who walk up to them are going to hell 

*winks at the sky* for the aliens

of course you’re defensive. the fever echoes itself and bites your tongue.

nightmares run through my veins. my blood is poison.

a waitress could slit my throat and I’d still tip 15% i dont know how her day’s been yknow?

i hear your responses and i just wanna say obviously i usually tip at least 20 like im not an animal! but to be completely fair she did kill me 

no mom i already have a job its called being hardcore

Sometimes i wonder if my followers have their own “headcanon voice” for me

go into my ask box thing (Q&A) and tell me what your headcanon voice for me is

you feel thunder rattling in your rib cage. a big storm is coming

The alcohol burn deep in my stomach keeps me warm when the nights are cold.

Bloody retribution written on the walls

Local Dumbasss Knew What They Were Getting Themselves Into and Did It Anyways

Do not sleep on bad memories. Plot and scheme and dream about the revenge you will take.

Why, despite what I said…what I did, did you stay?