just know I am listening, I am listening, I am

craving the kind of intimacy that requires surgical tools

When u hear your friend john talking shit about someone but you’re in church so you tell him to tone it down:

i love people so much that im trying to be one myself. its a bit crazy, i know…

“what time do you get off?” well that’s not really any of your business now is it

I feel like a horse with no name is probably the best song in the world. Not even my Favorite song just the best

I ❤️ talking about myself in the second person. Why did you do that

it's always "why do you pace so much" and never "how was the pacing was the pacing fun"

t shirt that just says WHATEVER YOU’RE READING INTO MY FACIAL EXPRESSIONS AND BODY LANGUAGE YOU’RE MISINTERPRETING

my aura too cunt My blog too suicidal my fit too mid My bitch hate me

love that daniel calls armand "dad" one too many times and armand just shows up like well SOMEONE around here is fucking their actual parent and it ISN'T YOU

love between vampires can be one thing, or it can be countless things. however you want me, i can be that for you. you said you want me to be present as your maker? i can be a maker for you. i want to be your maker. disregard the last 500 years in which i was repulsed by the idea. i don't have any complicated feelings about that at all. you said you want cool vampire powers even though you're a three year old fledgling? i can help you become a daywalker, a skill that apparently takes centuries to develop. you're an investigative journalist, don't you want a scandal on lestat? i can give you a scandal. i want to help you finish that job. lestat fucks his mom. isn't that good? aren't i useful? aren't i worth keeping around?