©grizzlysbear

espinosasmatt:

someone come shower me in holy water because matt and his piercing makes me want to slam him onto the bed even more and fuck the shit out of him bye

Damn poor Matt







 We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;

For he today that sheds his blood with me 

Shall be my brother

 







solluxcraptor:

"you’re too cute to be single!"

then date me







laugh-addict:

my mom once told me that writing your feelings down or drawing them out is very therapeutic and relaxing 

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porpentine:

one of my favorite things is how people talk to themselves in tumblr tags, taking this space designed for metadata classification and using it as a form of parenthetical speech. those grey little tags feel so cozy, a whispered dimension to the flat communication of the net







endable:

how do people even put up with me like i cant even put up with me







thunderupton:

I have a massive fear that no one actually likes me, rather everyone is just politely tolerating me hoping I leave them alone