it makes it hard, this- trying to start over, trying to pretend he hasn't celebrated this day year after year.

there need to be new songs because frank sinatra makes todd want to throw up, because he's sitting on carpet in his pajamas and jeffrey is beaming, a new toy locomotive in front of him, and he's chewing pork that grandma has cooked too long and trying to avoid eye contact and then suddenly he's lying on a cold mattress and feeling so numb that he's not sure he's alive.

and he remembers the others being so careful, as if after neil anyone could do it, as if todd might drop dead at any moment and isn't that fucking crazy and they're playing paul mccartney on the radio

A style study while drawing my fave poets

This probably one of the funnest things I’ve drawn in ages

I'm so glad that what I've started here has inspired many and I love all the friends I've made, and I know there are so many others who've made blogs that are active rn and who knows !! Maybe I'll bring this blog back after a bit of time. I'll keep this blog here and open for anyone to send in asks still or for people to look back on and reminisce on old times, but for now; Farewell, all.

You can find me on my main, @monty-the-hyena

i have never seen a single episode of this show, but pretty regularly i'll be scrolling and see a gifset where one of those two guys says smth like "lets move in together/go on dinner dates/please tell me you love me" and then the tags are "#hatecrimes md #gay #rsl's slutty little waist #s6e3 you will always be real to me"

Where'd all the time go?