addicted to the shindig @catgirlanakin - Tumblr Blog

Imagine being trapped in a disaster zone, delirious and starving and injured and seeing a 6ft tall evil goat monster with a chainsaw walking jerkily towards your position where you cannot run or hide

aberrantemotion

i wonder how many people replied with some variation of "i'd cum"

xexir

frank and gerard are playing toxic tug of war right in front of us

autofuneral

one of those apocalyptic things that we have decided not to talk about is that straight guys do not wash their hands in the bathroom. its fucking crazy pills man.

autofuneral

for sale pee hands never washed

tzimtzum

jobs for people who aren't a real person?

gerardwayjigglephysics

she's gonna sleep sooooo good tonight just passed the fuck out

gerardwayjigglephysics

i know she's already flopped out diagonally on a king sized hotel mattress snoring loud as hell rn

beelzebeth

and the thing is getting to whine and protest before being made to do something that pushes her so far she throws up (FULLY CLOTHED) is. as far as we can tell. the ultimate fantasy. she really can have it all.

youfindgodinpain

Neofrerardism aka New Frerard aka the contemporary school of frerard

jerseyclown

in the interest of preparing for my mcr tour dates i have begun to work on my designs for my buttons for my outfit and also a couple to trade

lestatbf

what tech was on here reading them my posts in her earpiece

deanwinchesterapologist

life is literally so awesome you can be 27 on the porch at night

thekidsfromyestergay

Frank following them into their hotel room and they're saying ugh fine. Just don't be rough so I can sleep through it

sigynpenniman

That really is the craziest thing about all of this they were clearly on the edge of heat exhaustion and also like. not actively complaining. I mean they were complaining but you know what I mean. They could have worn less clothes. They could have done that differently. But they seem for whatever reason to seriously get something out of pushing themselves like that so like. Who am I to deny them the observation