Vibe: Deep Amber

I'm both disappointed and immensely relieved I wasn't around the yeehaw era of Tumblr

i was supposed to go to bed an hour ago dont tell my mom

27+3=30

48+2=50

50+30=80

3+2=5

80-5=75

What I mean by fixing him:

Meet Hephaistos, my ugly ass roommate.

I can fix him.

I say, but it's just the ugliest motherfucking plant I accidentally grew attached to at Hobbi and named Hephaistos

Me when I realised I was collecting toxic and/or abusive relationships like candy wrap

The line between kink and horror is measured only in cowardice

Turning on time stamps was the best decision of my life

I’ve had a tumblr for 4 years what the fuck am I doing with my life 

Shout out to Simple Plan for making the theme song of What's New Scooby-Doo

I put the song on shuffle and got jumpscared by my emo era

I have not listened to Paramore, Skillet or Fall Out Boy in 5 years I think

“Thank you,” you whisper. You have to fight your throat closing up, as years of unshed tears threaten to break your heart.

Your scramble to the floor, falling to your knees as you lift the dagger and turn it towards your own chest. You don't rush any movement, you want to enjoy all of them.

You are about to break your sternum with a firm strike when a loud crashing sound tears you out of your mind.

The achmage's assistant is on the stone cold floor next to you. “Don't” he cries out in sync with the mage's worried mumbling.

He holds onto your shoulders. He doesn't seem scared, even tho you were about to end both of them mere minutes ago. How curious.

Trained from birth as an assassin, your mind was bound by a powerful control spell. Sent to kill an archmage, they cast Dispel to weaken you—accidentally freeing your mind instead. For the first time, your dagger points wherever you choose.

Rearranging tags on phone Tumblr is a fucking struggle

There are those days when I get severely under stimulated and overstimulated at the same times and my body feels like falling apart for some unknown reason.

And then I get so bored I make a random system/routine I can follow and suddenly a long forgotten Goblin deep within my ribcage wheezes in happiness and I realise I have the tism too.