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"𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘐 𝘥𝘰 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘐'𝘮 𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘪n𝘨 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘥𝘳𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨.” Any pronouns perceive me as you will (masc preferably) Fourteen

[hidey0urfangs]

welcome to my blog 🎶

Helloo my name is Charlie and I post basically whatever feel free to interact I love talking :))

INTERESTS

music— Tøp, Radiohead, bmth, nin, vein.fm, leFT, tool, nirvana, Chevelle, bad omens, local H, toadies, tool, Theo Haber etc..

movies— Nightcrawler, project hail mary , whiplash, saw, the long walk, cloverfield, 28 days later, the Blair witch project, sweeny Todd, finding neverland, all Batman movies, all spiderman movies, green room etc..

shows— Malcolm in the middle, midnight mass, arcane, what we do in the shadows, iasip, the english teacher, community, etc..

hobbies— drumming (my life.), art, writing, etc..

DNI- anti animals (pro animal abuse), magas, bigots, nsfw posters, the basics.

Airbuds… Spotify… Pinterest… Letterboxd…

Stuff 😳

[hidey0urfangs]

fucking tweaks because i’m fucking joyful

[hidey0urfangs]

dude i do NOT ship wincest but wincest shippers keep showing up on my dash explaining and why are things adding up #no

[dailysoapshipping]

i know this is just brad and ed its not really soapshipping but fortunately i do NOT gaf

[zisgarbage]

Been dying to make a fight club edit to this song and this scene is very important to me

[dailysoapshipping]

i am joes broken heart because tyler dumped me. because im just another cog..

[paperstreetghost]

May I Never Be Complete - SOAPSHIPPING (NARATTOR POV)

Warnings: Intense prolly? Jealousy? AN: Sorry if it's repetitive, I just love the narrator and his obsessive personality, I lowkey wrote this when I was dihpressed, sorry. Enjoy!

I am Jack’s inflamed sense of rejection.

When I see Tyler talking to a space monkey, a piece of Project Mayhem—some nameless pawn—I feel something vile crawl up my throat. It makes me want to tear up my own skin just to get it out.

Tyler and I made Fight Club together, and watching him slowly drift away from me was worse than taking a punch to the face. It felt like my insides were being stripped. Like I had died and they were embalming me against my will, my soul being molded away.

Tyler Durden and I were supposed to be a team, and he was throwing it away like it was nothing. 

Like I was nothing. 

Tyler Durden, free me from this hellhole. May I never be complete. I’ll always look for the answers from his stupid mouth and that stupid smirk. I wanted to grab him by the shoulders and shake him until he understood me.

He slung his strong arms around that space monkey, and I wanted to grab that little shit and destroy his warm little center. His cave. I want to shatter it, so I can have Tyler’s attention all to myself.

[paperstreetghost]

May I Never Be Complete - SOAPSHIPPING (NARATTOR POV)

Warnings: Intense prolly? Jealousy? AN: Sorry if it's repetitive, I just love the narrator and his obsessive personality, I lowkey wrote this when I was dihpressed, sorry. Enjoy!

I am Jack’s inflamed sense of rejection.

When I see Tyler talking to a space monkey, a piece of Project Mayhem—some nameless pawn—I feel something vile crawl up my throat. It makes me want to tear up my own skin just to get it out.

Tyler and I made Fight Club together, and watching him slowly drift away from me was worse than taking a punch to the face. It felt like my insides were being stripped. Like I had died and they were embalming me against my will, my soul being molded away.

Tyler Durden and I were supposed to be a team, and he was throwing it away like it was nothing. 

Like I was nothing. 

Tyler Durden, free me from this hellhole. May I never be complete. I’ll always look for the answers from his stupid mouth and that stupid smirk. I wanted to grab him by the shoulders and shake him until he understood me.

He slung his strong arms around that space monkey, and I wanted to grab that little shit and destroy his warm little center. His cave. I want to shatter it, so I can have Tyler’s attention all to myself.

[paperstreetghost]

May I Never Be Complete - SOAPSHIPPING (NARATTOR POV)

Warnings: Intense prolly? Jealousy? AN: Sorry if it's repetitive, I just love the narrator and his obsessive personality, I lowkey wrote this when I was dihpressed, sorry. Enjoy!

I am Jack’s inflamed sense of rejection.

When I see Tyler talking to a space monkey, a piece of Project Mayhem—some nameless pawn—I feel something vile crawl up my throat. It makes me want to tear up my own skin just to get it out.

Tyler and I made Fight Club together, and watching him slowly drift away from me was worse than taking a punch to the face. It felt like my insides were being stripped. Like I had died and they were embalming me against my will, my soul being molded away.

Tyler Durden and I were supposed to be a team, and he was throwing it away like it was nothing. 

Like I was nothing. 

Tyler Durden, free me from this hellhole. May I never be complete. I’ll always look for the answers from his stupid mouth and that stupid smirk. I wanted to grab him by the shoulders and shake him until he understood me.

He slung his strong arms around that space monkey, and I wanted to grab that little shit and destroy his warm little center. His cave. I want to shatter it, so I can have Tyler’s attention all to myself.

[paperstreetghost]

May I Never Be Complete - SOAPSHIPPING (NARATTOR POV)

Warnings: Intense prolly? Jealousy? AN: Sorry if it's repetitive, I just love the narrator and his obsessive personality, I lowkey wrote this when I was dihpressed, sorry. Enjoy!

I am Jack’s inflamed sense of rejection.

When I see Tyler talking to a space monkey, a piece of Project Mayhem—some nameless pawn—I feel something vile crawl up my throat. It makes me want to tear up my own skin just to get it out.

Tyler and I made Fight Club together, and watching him slowly drift away from me was worse than taking a punch to the face. It felt like my insides were being stripped. Like I had died and they were embalming me against my will, my soul being molded away.

Tyler Durden and I were supposed to be a team, and he was throwing it away like it was nothing. 

Like I was nothing. 

Tyler Durden, free me from this hellhole. May I never be complete. I’ll always look for the answers from his stupid mouth and that stupid smirk. I wanted to grab him by the shoulders and shake him until he understood me.

He slung his strong arms around that space monkey, and I wanted to grab that little shit and destroy his warm little center. His cave. I want to shatter it, so I can have Tyler’s attention all to myself.

[paperstreetghost]

May I Never Be Complete - SOAPSHIPPING (NARATTOR POV)

Warnings: Intense prolly? Jealousy? AN: Sorry if it's repetitive, I just love the narrator and his obsessive personality, I lowkey wrote this when I was dihpressed, sorry. Enjoy!

I am Jack’s inflamed sense of rejection.

When I see Tyler talking to a space monkey, a piece of Project Mayhem—some nameless pawn—I feel something vile crawl up my throat. It makes me want to tear up my own skin just to get it out.

Tyler and I made Fight Club together, and watching him slowly drift away from me was worse than taking a punch to the face. It felt like my insides were being stripped. Like I had died and they were embalming me against my will, my soul being molded away.

Tyler Durden and I were supposed to be a team, and he was throwing it away like it was nothing. 

Like I was nothing. 

Tyler Durden, free me from this hellhole. May I never be complete. I’ll always look for the answers from his stupid mouth and that stupid smirk. I wanted to grab him by the shoulders and shake him until he understood me.

He slung his strong arms around that space monkey, and I wanted to grab that little shit and destroy his warm little center. His cave. I want to shatter it, so I can have Tyler’s attention all to myself.

[puzzlehat]

love is for fools

[silentknight97]

[dailysoapshipping]

there arent enough words in the english language to express what this little gesture means to me

[soysaucesss]

I love this picture of him ogggjshhssh..

[cottduncandy]

2015 where’d all the time go?

2025 it’s starting to fly ..

[scrapple13]

computwr show me robin finck booty photo s