"Not Gonna Lie, Male Infertility Came In Clutch"

     If I die tomorrow...

Don't tell my friends.

     Tell them I traveled to a far away place, they'll never see.

     Tell them of how famous I am for my talents, but they'll never see me on the news.

     Tell them of how lucky I am, but they'll never see me in the lottery drawings.

     If I die by my own hands,

Don't tell my friends.

     Tell them how old and wrinkled my hands grew, instead.

          Tell them of my joyous, happy life.

     Don't tell them of my sorrows and greif, those are only for me to carry.

     Don't tell them how heavy everything was, how my thoughts were hurtful.

     Dont tell my friends how responsibilities pulsed in my skull, constantly, and how I always ignored them.

     If I die.

          Lie to my friends.

     I don't want them to know, who I am underneath the shattered visage they seek.

I haven't drawn in so long that my gojo sketch looks like this

It's giving...

Just put them together and....

The people have spoken it into existence. Time to write a fic and vn for this!

I think we all need some soup right now. Reblog to give prev a bowl of their favourite soup.

Have a good day or something, I don't know.

does anyone else have a drink that u just go crazy when u have it ? like i pour myself apple juice and it’s gone in 3 seconds because i can’t control myself around it

rb & tag what drink u can’t have around u for more than 5 seconds

I JUST GOT OUT OF THE DECLAN MCKENNA CONCERT RAAAAAAAHHH!!!!

Holy-- I can die happy, now

No one:

Absolutely no one:

Todo: Unfortunately, my boogie woogie is dead.

Me: *sobbing horrendously*

I can't believe this, guys. 😭