Welcome, Doomscroller

they dont tell you this but you carry your upset younger self in you like a parasitic twin

slamming the big red button on my desk labeled "bweh" over and over again to no discernible effect

I live a very balanced life of noticing things nobody else does and not noticing the things that literally everybody notices

"Whimsy" is truly a wretched term. What maketh thee so carefree?

thy mother

Art thou for fucking real

salad is mostly items

i’m hiding worse, more secret emotions behind my big and obvious ones

its good to acknoweldge the hollowness of revenge but sometimes you really do just need a story about someone who gets hurt and then kills and kills and kills and kills their enemies. its cathartic, babey.

"there's nothing that can bring my loved one back, so there's no point in killing you" and "there's nothing that can bring my loved one back, so there's nothing that can save you" are two themes that can and should co-exist

tumblr is great bc its like a diary where I can take other peoples diary entries and glue them into my own diary

I’m soooooo embarrassed. My lord told me “good night,” but I thought he was calling me a good knight, and, well, you could hear it clink against my codpiece.

repeat after me: i am a sexy bitch and no one ruins my 2014

I am a sexy bitch and no one ruins my 2014

wound dressings and bandages are lingerie for the enlightened pervert

Keep salting the wound I'm close

i bet it feels good to be an underwater plant just swaying in sync with the flow of water