Perverted But Very Well Abt It

Imagine if you locked Light and Patrick Bateman in a room together. They would be having the most generic conversation but you wouldn’t be able to hear it over the sound of their overlapping internal monologues. There would be a few seconds where their monologues both play in sync to say something misogynistic.

feels like a good time to admit I was dumb as rocks when I first read the book n genuinely thought there was a beast

Idk what tf I was thinking reading the Simon sees parachute guy but it’s a very possible reality that I wasn’t thinking at all

I also didn’t even ship anyone I just thought it was peak bc of the symbolism, it was of the first classic books I read n I felt sooooooo smart n soooooooo smug abt it. Gtfo. Sigh. Can’t fight the Peter kinnie allegations

I like when people like a character so way too much that it transcends even self shipping or kinning and becomes more of a patron saint that you pray to type of deal

anon is rocking back and forth, mockery of a cradle, but my bleeding heart feels no shame at this realization

nothing will ever lick a second of soothing coolness onto my scorched brain- completely smoked raw and red under the beaming sun

what’s the sun?

Thangyu.

these goddamn junkie adrenaline freak loser failures have completely enraptured me- through thin skin and stubborn bone

don’t cheap me outve the internalized homophobia potential u cowards

stop sliding me 1500+ smut shots u shallow pricks

For once I don’t need to satisfy my flesh- I need only a balm to my soul

Give me crying and screaming and blood and death and realization and fruitlessness and yearning and deep seated sadness that’ll haunt a sort of feeling back into my body in the loneliness of nite

no alicorn option nobody is that cool

cure me doctor

jam a sharpened pole down my dislocated jaw and out from my back, straight though the middlish knuckle of my spine, and leave my skin to burn under the earths ever scorching eye

let me stare back unrestrained as the skin on my face melts with gentle featherlight caresses of beginning rays, and then later blister at noon as it glares through my throat and past my limp limbs

- anon is angry bc their coworker kept interrupting her trying to speedread fanfic during her lunch break

when i masturbate i imagine fucking beyond's ass while he cries about not having L and i cry about not having Light and we both watch them going at it in the background. then i'll shush beyond, tell him it's ok, that i understand, and they're kinda just assholes anyway, and in the end i'm glad i have him and he says me too and that's when i come.

yk what hell yeah

bartholomew, more of em.