unborn whiskey

beautiful, sexy, powerful and smart women named SEVERE THUNDERSTORM WARNING are attempting to contact me

reblog to do this w your mutuals

He was as tall as he was tall, and his eyes were the color they were. To describe his hair one would say that he had some. His face had all the features you'd expect, and none of the ones you wouldn't. "There he is," people would often say of him, but only when he was there. And they were right.

i wish my cat could have a few beers with me

You're addicted to thinking

downright euphoric noticing a new texture in a song you’ve heard a thousand times

i want to fuck the entire run of mezzanine by massive attack

Sometimes I go "meow meow meow." Not today though because I'm full of darkness.

*trying to say i enjoyed something* this thing made me feel sick and made me writhe around on the floor