forgive me, for i have sinned

Gerard. Twenty-eight. I teach art. || roleplay. semi-selective. ||

[comicboygerard-blog]

(( now that im eighteen i can buy my own cigarettes ))

[comicboygerard-blog]

[text]:You kept whispering to me that the guy making your burrito was an angel. (teacher verse)

[text;tiny english teacher] They were an angel. Sent by God to make me a burrito. It was damn good.

[comicboygerard-blog]

[text;tiny english teacher] u wanna know what else is still drunk [text;tiny english teacher] deez nuts [text;tiny english teacher] 😏😏😏😏😏

[eyestellxlies-blog]

[text @ steamy art dude 😍] sooooooo you?  [text @ steamy art dude 😍] aka ur a nut  [text @ steamy art dude 😍] (but so am i, that’s why we get on) 

[comicboygerard-blog]

[text;tiny english teacher] i love making shitty deez nuts jokes [text;tiny english teacher] I feel young and hip. Gettin with the times

[comicboygerard-blog]

Gerard yawned as he shut the cabinet door, shrugging a shoulder casually. “Mmph.. You always have better food than I do. I’m genuinely surprised that I haven’t turned into a dorito or something.” Another laugh. “Maybe one day I’ll wake up and my skin will be orange. Then I’ll look like Trump.”

[eyestellxlies-blog]

“That’s because I actually cook,” he mumbled to him. Eventually he slid off of Gerard and went in search for the rest of the Kit Kat bar he’d been eating. “Oh no,” he said in fake horror. “I’m gonna have to stuff you with veggies and steak and baked goods. I need my regular, not orange-and-terrifying, Gerard.” He ate the last piece of the candy bar and raised his eyebrows at Gerard before he started to head towards the couch. He plopped down and stuck up his arm dramatically. “Draw on me!” he called, tossing his head back. 

[comicboygerard-blog]

Gerard let out another yawn, shuffling after Rob as he made his way for the living room. "Do you still have those skin markers I got? The bright ones." He pushed Rob's arms down gently as he sat beside him. "I'm still hungry. I want mayo."

[comicboygerard-blog]

[text]:You kept whispering to me that the guy making your burrito was an angel. (teacher verse)

[text;tiny english teacher] They were an angel. Sent by God to make me a burrito. It was damn good.

[eyestellxlies-blog]

[text @ steamy art dude 😍] but what about the one who brought you to the burrito  [text @ steamy art dude 😍] I’d say I’m pretty angelic [text @ steamy art dude 😍] okay maybe I am still a little drunk [text @ steamy art dude 😍] or hungover. not sure which

[comicboygerard-blog]

[text;tiny english teacher] u wanna know what else is still drunk [text;tiny english teacher] deez nuts [text;tiny english teacher] 😏😏😏😏😏

[comicboygerard-blog]

[text]:You kept whispering to me that the guy making your burrito was an angel. (teacher verse)

[text;tiny english teacher] They were an angel. Sent by God to make me a burrito. It was damn good.

[comicboygerard-blog]

Texts from Last Night inspired text starters [nsfw and sfw]

[text]: I'm doing this for my boobs. They miss him.

[text]: I AM SUCH A BETTER PERSON ON DRUGS

[text]: We're bowling witha frozen turkey in the hallway...ur missing out

[text]: I'm sitting on our balcony drunk. And in my underwear. Our relationship with our neighbors may improve.

[text]: two words: fractured penis. two more: emergency room.

[text]: I feel like captain Morgan put his peg leg up my ass

[text]: Because i love you. And people show love by not letting their friends shit themselves.

[text]: According to google history I spent most of last night trying to buy an elephant.

[text]: You were yelling at the cops across the street saying they were at the wrong party

[text]: I'm going to CVS to meet the Craigslist guy who is going to buy my underwear. If I don't text you within the next hour, plz assume that I have been abducted by a stranger with an underwear fetish.

[text]: What's Spanish for "I shouldn't have worn these underwear to work?"

[text]: Also if i get drunk and start crying about the elephants you all have my permission to abandon me.

[text]: YOU IS KIND. YOU IS SMART. YOU IS IMPORTANT. YOU IS CLEANING YOUR OWN VOMIT.

[text]: Hey, it's not my fault that you had a shitty bed frame that couldn't handle the rough sex you're into.

[text]: I have a tab of a google image search of onion rings open and it is making me so happy.

[text]: I just wrote the Drag Queen from Saturday Night on FB and apologized for licking her. Weirdest thing I have ever typed...

[text]: You couldn't even walk but you came into the kitchen with the funnel and begged me to put beer in it

[text]: I genuinely attribute some of my blowjob skills to playing saxophone in highschool

[text]: I still don't know his name but his ass is spectacular. Like he should never wear pants.

[text]: Woke up with an e-cig stuck in my asshole. Explain.

[text]: A surplus of mistakes were made and I don't know what 89% of them were.

[text]: OK BUT WHO THE FUCK FORGTS A LIVE CHICKEN IN MY HOUSE

[text]: Come over. Bring cocaine. And my t shirt with the dolphin on it.

[text]: Your drunk naked friend is roaming the living room. Started roaming my room. Please come retrieve him

[text]: I do feel like I owe you an apology for trying to fuck your dad last night but in my defense everyone knows I shouldn't drink tequila.

[text]: I want my tombstone to read "making poor life decisions since 1993"

[text]: Called Apple, my penis pics are safe.

[text]: I just bought a bottle of lube for my car.

[text]: Kid got so high from the brownies he forgot his own name. Welcome to college.

[text]: I just remember lots of butts and something about ranch dressing.

[text]: When you licked the fourth stranger's cheek the bar tender pretty much ordered us to get you out.

[text]: Drinking from the bottle. In bed. Making dinosaur noises. Oh man.

[text]: i mean hes a break dancing puerto rican, how do you think the sex was?

[text]: That tampon felt like a stick in my vagina, I am never making a drunken tampon choice again. Friends don't let friends choose tampons drunk.

[text]: I thought I would be a proper lady and put my spare panties in a ziplock

[text]: I have a terrible feeling that I made out with a fraternity last night

[text]: Wall of shame with a backpack full of beer bottles, cowboy hat in hand, and a handlebar mustache. I was applauded by a passing car

[text]: I know the wedding is going to be a good time, I don't have to wear a bra with my dress

[text]: Can you get snapchat back so I can show you all the places I threw up in/on last night?

[text]: Woke up eating a pickle on the bathroom floor this morning in some random guys sweat pants.

[text]: I know you saw me get knocked out after I stepped on that rake why did you leave me there

[text]: She definitely peed in a bucket in their closet last night. We should warn them about that, right?

[text]: We fired a shoe out of a medieval cannon. I know not where we got either one.

[text]: So my booty call knows your bf. Apparently they were in jail together

[text]: That's a lot of judgement coming from a man wearing a dress made from a bedsheet.

[text]: I fell into a manhole last night, so there's that

[text]: Well.. If you trust a test that only costs a dollar, I'm not pregnant

[text]: Woke up in bushes at UT didn't know I was Austin last night

[text]: I wouldn't know what to do. You never really mentally prepare for a cactus getting thrown at your face.

[text]: Turns out the dorm toilet can't take a punch. Gonna be a long year without Mexican food.

[text]: I have an interview tomorrow and listed you as a reference. If they call you, please don't tell them about the time I smuggled a Chalupa out of Taco Bell in my underwear.

[text]: How do you get kicked out of 3 different Subways in one night..

[text]: Mom told me you snuck booze into a concert in a cheez its box...I have never been prouder to be related to you

[text]: I straight up told your dad I've slept with a majority of your family

[text]: You kept whispering to me that the guy making your burrito was an angel.

[rolalin-archive-blog]

remember kids

its only illegal if u get caught

[fraypro]

[sixpenceee]

STAGES OF DEATH

Moment of death:The heart stops, the skin gets tight and grey in color, all the muscles relax, the bladder and bowels empty

After 30 minutes:The skin gets purple and waxy, the lips, finger- and toe nails fade to a pale color or turn white as the blood leaves, blood pools at the lowest parts of the body leaving a dark purple-black stain called lividity, the hands and feet turn blue, the eyes start to sink into the skull

After 4 hours:Rigor mortis starts to set in, the purpling of the skin and pooling of blood continue, rigor mortis begins to tighten the muscles for about another 24 hours, then will reverse and the body will return to a limp state.

After 24 hours:The body is now the temperature of the surrounding environment. In males, the semen dies. The head and neck are now a greenish-blue color. The greenish-blue color continues to spread to the rest of the body. There is the strong smell of rotting meat.

After 3 days:The gases in the body tissues form large blisters on the skin, the whole body begins to bloat and swell grotesquely. This process is speeded up if victim is in a hot environment, or in water. Fluids leak from the mouth, nose, eyes, ears and rectum and urinary opening.

After 3 weeks:The skin, hair, and nails are so loose they can be easily pulled off the corpse. The skin cracks and bursts open in many places because of the pressure of Internal gases and the breakdown of the skin itself

Any more time:Decomposition will continue until body is nothing but skeletal remains, which can take as little as a month in hot climates and two months in cold climates. The teeth are often the only thing left, years and centuries later, because tooth enamel is the strongest substance in the body.

SOME TERMINOLOGY

Pallor Mortis (paleness of death):Almost immediately after death a body of a person with light skin will begin to grow very pale. this is caused by a lack of blood in the capillary region of the blood vessel. 

Algor mortis(cooling of death): After death a human body will no longer be working to keep warm, and as a result will start cooling. 

Rigor Mortis(death stiffness): About three hours after death a chemical change in the muscles of a human corpse causes the limbs of the corpse to become stiff and difficult to move. 

Livor Mortis(bluish color of death) or postmortem lividity: Within 6-12 hours after death a humans body will no longer have a pumping heart to circulate all the blood that is in the body, because of this there is nothing to stop the effect of gravity, and all the blood will start to move with gravity towards the part of the body closest to the ground causing a purplish red discoloration of the skin..

Here’s a video on body farms (where they study decomposition) 

Here’s a video on a time lapse of an actual decomposing body (NSFW, I wouldn’t watch this if I was eating) 

[sargasmmm]

Are u tellin me that every time someone dies they immediately shit and piss themselves? Every dramatic death scene, every loved one that died was just shitting their pants at the time??

[sixpenceee]

Yes, it’s a well known fact that this happens

[barbiegirls]

[boastmastergeneral]

reblog this if i can tumblr im you, just slamming a muse or plot idea down in front of you

[oftheborgata-a-deactivated20170]

this doesn’t mean that you have to accept or agree with the idea - i’m just a scared little turtle that would like to know if that’s something that you wouldn’t mind so much 

[comicboygerard-blog]

With a faint laugh, Gerard shook his head again as he reached a hand back to pat at Rob’s side. “You can’t eat me, silly. You said you were hungry. Right?” He raised a brow, turning his head to glance back at him. “I mean, if you wanna be a cannibal, I won’t stop you. I’ll give you some slabs of skin. Maybe you can have my ass. As if you don’t own it already.”

[eyestellxlies-blog]

Rob sighed softly,contently, pressing his nose into Gerard’s right shoulder blade. He pressed a soft, chaste kiss over the fabric of his shirt before responding. “I’m hungry. But I can wait.” He lifted his head and moved to rest on his shoulder. “And if I get desperate I can always run over to my place and grab some leftovers… And you’re right, I always have your ass.” He stood up on his toes and bit down on Gerard’s shoulder playfully. “Grrr…”

[comicboygerard-blog]

Gerard yawned as he shut the cabinet door, shrugging a shoulder casually. "Mmph.. You always have better food than I do. I'm genuinely surprised that I haven't turned into a dorito or something." Another laugh. "Maybe one day I'll wake up and my skin will be orange. Then I'll look like Trump."

[comicboygerard-blog]

Gerard bit back a faint grin as he continued to poke through the shelves of food, eventually grabbing one of the stray packs of candy and tossing it back at Rob. “That’ll have to hold you ‘til I can get something cooked, or baked. Or whatever.” He shook his head as he began rifling through one of the overhead cabinets. “I have brownies somewhere. Like, the mix to make them. I could go for some brownies.”

[eyestellxlies-blog]

Rob yelped a little bit as the candy came flying towards him, but caught it and smiled as he looked at what it was. “Brownies could be nice,” he said a few moments later, a piece of candy sticking from his mouth. He hummed contently, setting the package on the counter, and bit off half of the kit-kat. He pushed off of the counter and padded behind Gerard, sliding his arms around him. “Don’t worry too much about it, okay? I’ve got everything I need right here.” 

[comicboygerard-blog]

With a faint laugh, Gerard shook his head again as he reached a hand back to pat at Rob's side. "You can't eat me, silly. You said you were hungry. Right?" He raised a brow, turning his head to glance back at him. "I mean, if you wanna be a cannibal, I won't stop you. I'll give you some slabs of skin. Maybe you can have my ass. As if you don't own it already."

[vintagemychem]

[jordyjinx]

x

[comicboygerard-blog]

(( hello children it's time for Me ))

[eyestellxlies-blog]

comicboygerard:

Gerard hummed softly in acknowledgement, patting Rob on the knee gently. “Well, anyway, c'mon. Let’s do something, at least.” He half-mumbled, yawning again as he pushed the room door open. Truth be told, he was glad that Rob decided to show up; he definitely wasn’t going to be able to sleep any time too soon, and he needed something to do. With a sigh, he made his way out into the kitchen, beginning to rifle through the contents of his pantry.

“..Do you like Kit-Kat? I’ve got plenty of those. And Japanese soda that’s flavored like some mysterious green melon.”

Rob rolled off the side of bed and landed on his feet. He was eager to spend the night with his boyfriend. He followed after him, a bounce in his step as they headed to the kitchen. He leaned against the counter, biting his lower lip as he watched Gerard search. “Yeah, I do. I’ll eat whatever you throw at me, I hope you know,” he admitted. 

[comicboygerard-blog]

Gerard bit back a faint grin as he continued to poke through the shelves of food, eventually grabbing one of the stray packs of candy and tossing it back at Rob. "That'll have to hold you 'til I can get something cooked, or baked. Or whatever." He shook his head as he began rifling through one of the overhead cabinets. "I have brownies somewhere. Like, the mix to make them. I could go for some brownies."