Lovely Broken

Dracula it’s October and I’m leaving my window open for you. I’ll be waiting in my silk gown.

writing fanfiction is the same as making your barbies kiss

i’m pretty sure at this point if someone held me tenderly id just black out

bringing an actor back for the finale of a tv show they havent been on in years is so funny. imagine if they made you go back to the starbucks you worked at in high school to make one last latte because theyre blowing up the building tomorrow.

as above (insane in the head) so below (insane in the pussy)

hey could you hold this for me *gives you my hand*

where is deepo. where is my beautiful son deepo.

Some lady next to me at the airport was crying hysterically, she got up, came back with McDonald’s and she stopped crying the second she started eating

*is only cute in certain angles and lighting*

you know what? no *powers you off*

Oh thank God finally i can sl

just saw a trash can in the trash compactor. saturn devouring his son