things to do:
remake benjamin because i’m losing muse ( wip. )
make the werewolf oc ( wip. won’t be done for a while. )
make a john murphy blog ( done. )
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
The Stonewall Inn
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

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NASA
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The Bowery Presents
Fieri Frames

Origami Around
Color Me Curious
YOU ARE THE REASON

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Not today Justin
cherry valley forever
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things to do:
remake benjamin because i’m losing muse ( wip. )
make the werewolf oc ( wip. won’t be done for a while. )
make a john murphy blog ( done. )
how could you tell me that i’m great, when they chew me up, spit me out, pissed on me ? why would you tell me that it’s fate, when they laughed at me, every day, in my face ? ( indie. selective. semi private. john murphy from the 100. )
I had been abandoned by both life and death: neither would take me.
Death’s Door (via unseenmockingjay)
@maskfather said: ' i'm not helping you unless you agree to not kill anyone '
❛ i’m not promising anything. ❜ he mutters, his voice hardly loud enough for the older stranger to hear his voice. ❛ yeah, okay. i’ll try or whatever. just help or so help me. ❜
i do a thing called what i want
no one expects an angel to set the world on fire.
unknown.
mothurs:
my kink is when everyone shuts the fuck up
tarot reader: now i will show you your fortune
me: cool i guess
tarot reader: why is every card death, what the fuck, i don't even have that many death cards
me: figures
i am terrified by this dark thing that sleeps in me ; all day i feel its soft, feathery turnings, its malignity.
sylvia plath, excerpt of elm (via henrydear)
most of my dash: holidays!! christmas!! thanksgiving!! friends and family!!!!
my muse: ugh god, i'm gonna throw up. so much sentimentality. so much dependency on other people. so disgusting.