Being "Jr." Or "the Second" Is The Real Life Equivalent Of Having To Put Numbers After A Username.

I get to hear the silly creatures skitter in my walls!

*points to cat* psychopath,

*points to dog* monster,

*gestures to myself* disaster gay,

Its bound to be a mess.

I can live out weeks, even months, in my own head, I have fantasies that last for multiple days in real time, I can stop and start them again at will until the story line I'm on ends or I get distracted by another thing to think about and then I start something else and live more time in my fucking mind. I could make a movie, no, a TV show with multiple seasons of what goes on in my brain except for the fact that some of it is sexual and also I don't want to explain any of it to anyone ever because it would be way too weird.

Dude if I ever get a place of my own tje first thing I'm doing is putting soap in the microwave

I'm failing guys

There are 2 wolves inside you, one simps for sweet and kindhearted twinks, the other simps for big and dangerous bone crushers

Same

Welcome To The Depression Cycle

"I am an artíst" I say as I make some horrendous atrocities

I say soda

It's just homestuck again

yall i realized i forgot to post this to tumblr but happy belated 4/13

time is a flat circle

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In case it isn't painfully clear already I just want to say that I would love to date

*guys who are fluffy and cuddly

*girls who are bug enough to kick me in the face if they wanted to

*enby criptids

And almost anything else in between!