Mystery Flesh Pit National Park

bagged milk

THEN KILL ME

the thing is. i don't have to answer my phone. yeah there might be consequences but i do not Have to answer it

i saw a raccoon outside

i want to smile at someone and have them smile back, knowing we both love this moment and each other. platonically, romantically, idc

i fucking hate nonchalance. i want everyone to know i love them but it's so hard

idk what to tell you. i'm really fond of the chowder man

lime-flavored chips are really one of the most peak things i probably shouldn't be eating

hoh . my god. tomodachi life best gam

having extreme mood swings

Unfathomable Joy

FUCK YOU MARTY

plagued by images of alarmingly-colored flesh geometry

world’s most pettable grown man

i am going to peel my skin off if i can't talk about that man

oc blogs are my favorite use of tumblr. i can make a blog full of things blorbo bleebus would reblog/resonate with???

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i tried to kill my hand one time and i think the rot started somewhere else instead

some amount of nails and a dull hammer scarred, thin with dish soap and hard water stains, years ago, not sure how long, shopping list for the never alive. god, just hammer into my eyes like i've asked since i was a small child, but i know you're not there