everybodys talking bout tortinoes

why has god forsaken me 

[flowersinapetridish]

“I’m not an abuser, just a loser”

[deadly-calm-inside]

I NEED MY GOLDEN CROWN OF SORROW MY BLOODY SWORD TO SWING I NEED MY EMPTY HALLS TO ECHO WITH GRAND SELF MYTHOLOGY I AM NO MOTHER I AM NO BRIDE I AM KING

[hot-pizza-rolls]

Virgil holding two pieces of bread on each side of Romans face: what are you?

Roman: *smirking* a snack

Virgil: *slaps him*

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Logan: what’s your type?

Roman: of what?

Logan: blood.

Roman: oh red

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Remus: Mike Wazowski twerking is the same as him nodding

Janus on the verge of breaking down: for the love of god, please stop

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Virgil: can you at least TRY to see from my perspective

Roman: *crouches down*

Virgil: I despise you

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Logan about Patton: he guessed my favourite colour first try. But between you and me, I didn’t even have a favorite colour until he blurted out “Yellow!”

Logan: he was smiling like a little kid and jumping up and down so I told him he was right. I haven’t seen yellow the same way since. It’s in everything. I could practically live in it.

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Virgil: fuck, I want to die

Patton: language

Virgil: heckity heck, I crave death

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Virgil: where’s Roman?

Patton: don’t worry about Roman

Virgil: oh I’m sorry, have you met me?

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Logan: I am at a loss for words!

Virgil narrating: in spite of being at a loss for words, he yelled at Roman for the next 25 minutes

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Roman: to be gay

Roman: or to not be gay

Roman: that is the question

Virgil: Roman there is no question you’re gay

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Patton: you look stressed

Virgil: haha yeah it’s the stress

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Roman: if I hit myself and it hurts am I weak or strong?

Patton: strong

Virgil: weak

Logan: an idiot

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Virgil: why pass a test when you can pass away?

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Roman: I kinda want to live in a haunted house

Remus: what’s wrong with the one we already live in?

Roman: the- what

Remus: goodnight roman

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Deciet: I’m a nice guy

Virgil: doubt.jpg

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Patton: Roman, remember your one in a million kiddo

Remus: that means there 66 of you in the UK

Virgil nodding: find yourself

Remus: start an army

Virgil: overthrow the government