do you ever get in those moods where you don’t feel like reading and you don’t feel like being on the internet and you don’t feel like watching a show and you don’t feel like sleeping and you don’t feel like existing in general
BUT YOU WANT TO DO SOMETHING.It’s in words
Me: #listen later #reference
if i ever become famous i’m going to create a fake account on twitter and tumblr and be part of my own fandom and i will be like bffs with my fans and we’ll fangirl over myself but they would have no idea it’s me
and then one day i would call them on skype and see the blood run out of their faces
i’m afraid of you
Why is it when I see a white girl with a tattoo on her thigh i think sexy? But a Latina I think ghettos as fuck?
because youre racist
Thanks to Blue for the inspiration
Adam grunted at the weak shake, not stirring. He let out a soft moan, rolling over onto his side facing Jack. As he moved, his eyes started to open, and he smiled. “Mm… Jack…?” He murmured, his eyes struggling to focus in the dark room. But, even in the pitch black, the problem in his boxers was very visible.
Jack blushed, thank god it was dark “H-hey.. You were kinda loud..” He said as he looked away.
"Hm?" Adam rubbed his eye, sitting up. "What d’you… oh…" It took him a little while in his bleary state to realise what Jack meant, but when he did he turned a light shade of pink, but smirked. "Oh, I’m sorry love. Did I wake you?" He asked softly, leaning over to turn Jack’s head, pressing a kiss to his forehead.
"yeah.. Just a bit but its fine," he said as he wrapped his arms around the male and nuzzled into his neck a bit.
Don’t mess with the Scourge, we mess us up ourselves!
Vriska snatch John’s hammer oh no!
Terezi aoile (I hope after the con you got better, you have a very long art block gurl *hugs you*) | Vriska -don’t have a tumblr-
//you’re fantastic bby ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
“Aww~ you’re so sweet Pitch,” he said