i can't sleep

no offense tammy but drink my blood

[modernbaseball]

2 am: bedtime were meant to be broken 😈

7 am: I hope i get in a car accident

[craveagain]

the warning opening for yungblud in cardiff (2026)

[blckgirlacid]

I need my weird alone time or I will explode

[kvetches]

i'll just say what we were all thinking. the paris catacombs are lowkey performative as hell

[thewickerking]

day one after changing sheets: ok im gonna kick my bad habits i won't eat in bed or leave knives or scissors or lighters in bed I'll have only normal bed things in my bed and I'll change the sheets more often too

day two after changing sheets: oh yeah this half eaten bundt cake is sleeping with me tonight

[piranesies]

they should invent putting on sunscreen that doesn't feel like putting on sunscreen

[lakemojave]

[oldmanpusspuss]

I can't watch a television show until a demon possesses me and compels me to do it

[loveridden1999]

if i was a soccer player i'd simply kick that ball in the goal instead of wasting everyone's time

[kaylmao]

shh don’t worry catholics aren’t real

thank god. i mean thank something else

[fleetwood-mac-andcheese]

[itsbasil]

you put those tags on this post where they belong

[savedgame]

ok

[starlitsequins]

i dont mean to victim blame but why do these vampires keep talking to daniel molloy when they know he's daniel molloy

[junkyarded]

it never fails to drive me crazy that hollywood has supposedly churned out tons of "anti vietnam war films" but none of them ever have any vietnamese characters who are allowed to speak. and then you can turn on a ww2 movie and the germans get to talk and talk and talk!

[skyrigel]

[maxwyl]

lestat said kill yourself and armand made one of his bandmates jump in front of a train. lestat made fun of armand's sexual performance and past as a child sex slave and armand helped his boyfriend leak a video of lestat having sex with his own mother. you go low he goes to hell hall of fame

[platoapproved]

By the time we left Italy I was playing dangerous little games with mortals. I’d see a man, or a woman—a human being who looked perfect to me spiritually—and I would follow the human about. Maybe for a week I’d do this, then a month, sometimes even longer than that. I’d fall in love with the being. I’d imagine friendship, conversation, intimacy that we could never have. In some magical and imaginary moment I would say: “But you see what I am,” and this human being, in supreme spiritual understanding, would say: “Yes, I see. I understand.”

— THE VAMPIRE LESTAT | Part VI - Chapter 2