Dead Horse Girl

Don't ask me, I don't know why I'm here either she/her but it doesn't matter

[deadhorsediva]

What if you had so many pills you needed to take every day that you could display them on a tray

Someone's employed to feed them to you like a Roman emperor being fed grapes

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Bro idc about LAN networks, I just want to read some fics and think about fictional characters :(

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SOOOO.....

I have, once again, not studied. I am writing IT (basically) tomorrow. I haven't peeked at the untaught modules.

Guys I'm literally gonna get 100% on this fr!

[cyberspadeling]

i like to think that queen prefers to wear suits or pants. i LOVE all the art of her where she's fancy and regal in a stunning dress!! however in my mind her style is ... i can't explain it with words but please see my vision right here

[needles-inmy-eyes]

I had to draw her in the second one,, it was calling to me,, ues,,,

[deadhorsediva]

This is half my closet + Queen's one of my favourites...

CONCLUSION: I must become her. As in a cosplay. How? No idea, but there is hope, a dream and caffeine

[deadhorsediva]

MY PEAR! IT FELL! OW

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I'm writing on Thursday and my teacher didn't teach us jack about 2 WHOLE MODULES

So cutesy 🎀💕

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idk bro Pinterest on some shit rn <3

[deadhorsediva]

Ship so doomed by the narrative (the author's fear of hate) that they don't talk until they're both dying (one of them survives, oh no)

Apparently, telling someone they're cute is initiating a relationship to some people.

[saintfaux]

[sea-parrot]

You wake up one morning, and feel something is off. Your pillow smells strangely sweet. You’re still groggy with sleep, and try to hug your pillow closer. A piece of it simply breaks in your hand. It is made of chocolate.

You try to pull the blanket off of yourself, and you realize that, it too, is made of chocolate. You try to shake it off, and step out of bed. Your carpet feels strangely spongy. You look down, only to realize it’s actually cake. Lovingly baked, and smelling of sweet fruit. You grab a piece, and cautiously take a bite. It is one of the most delicious cakes you have ever eaten.

You get up, confused, and exit your room to see if the rest of your house is like this. The door handle melts in your hand as you hold onto it, and covers it with dark chocolate carefully painted gold. The rest of the carpet on the floor is still cake, the guardrails on the stairs leading down are tempered chocolate, the tiles on the floor are the same, the windows are sugar glass, everything is edible.

You run outside, knocking over the lovingly crafted chocolate front door in a panic.

You realize, in horror, that your house was not an exception. The bushes, the grass, the asphalt on the road, the trees, birds, the world itself, is chocolate.

Somewhere, not too far away, stands a man. Amaury fucking Guichon.

[morbid-sanctuary]

house md promotional images might be the funniest thing ever

[realscreaminggoat]

house is gay in a “i woke up one day and i realized i like men” way while wilson is gay in a catholic guilt repressed tormented fighting demons denial suffering mentally ill kind of way

[vemancer]

I HAVE DISCOVERED HOW TO MAKE EDITS ON CANVA I AM UNSTOPPABLE

[sillymaverickexpert]