i wouldnt be surprised if you had gotten him killed tbh
Don't.
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i wouldnt be surprised if you had gotten him killed tbh
Don't.
marek's dead. looks like the girl from high school's not the only one you brought to the grave.
You keep disappearing because you're mourning the loss of Jay, right or right?
Obviously.
I actually sit on my bed with a tub of Rocky Road and sing tearful renditions of 'On My Own'. Every night. Because I'm that broken up about it.
A poem from Mateo
Roar
Meow
Bark
Life is a zoo, and we are the ringleaders
Snap!
Not bad.
[txt]: You fuckin' suck.
[text] imma avoid the usual 'i know' joke and ask how bad you fucked up
Scale 1-10 how much have you losers missed me?
Well, it wasn’t so much pointless as aimless, I guess. Aimless when I said it, anyway. Like my existence without you. Alright, I’m done now.
Not really a fan of that nickname to begin with, but I already agreed to let someone call me that in an attempt to find my innermost, chill-about-nicknames self. Bad move?
You sure? I could handle one more, I promise you.
Very bad move, man. "Ollie"'s just got baggage on it is all. But hey--you're already managing to outshine the baggage so maybe you could redeem it.
Text: Buttmuncher
Gabe: You still fuckin' suck.
Gabe: Let me know. But don't say a damn word, I swear to god.
Gabe: Yeah, yeah, yeah. Got it.
Isaac: duh.
Isaac: jfc i wont i wont omg
Isaac: good luck
Text: Buttmuncher
Gabe: Watch it, douchebag.
Gabe: Know what I'm doin', just needed to be pushed in the right direction.
Gabe: Wheat? Doesn't that shit taste... Like shit?
Isaac: come off it you love me i dont have to watch anything and you know it
Isaac: alright alright. ill see if maggies got the same opinion
Isaac: not the pricey, good stuff.
Scale 1-10 how much have you losers missed me?
There’s more pointless flattery where that came from.
Oliver. Nice to meet you, man. After twenty-four long, empty years.
Who says it's pointless?
Don't let anybody here call you Ollie. But it's nice to meet you to, flattering sarcasm aside.
Text: Buttmuncher
Gabriel: I’m gonna fuck this up so bad.
Gabriel: Know how to make pasta, alright.
Gabriel: Thanks.
Isaac: jfc its like youve never gone on a date before just havee fun its just maggie its not like shes expecting you to be casanova
Isaac: go whole wheat iajs
{txt} I like the feeling of bags okay. {txt} And making other people carry them for me. {txt} Deal.
[text] i wont be carrying anything for you okay ill be carrying my own fucking bags iajs
[text] killer
{txt} But it's not the same. {txt} I need a shopping day asap. Make it happen.
[text] idk what youre talking about i do almost all my shopping online
[text] done. meet me outside dunby at 3 tomorrow with cash. i mean all your cash. were going all out
Scale 1-10 how much have you losers missed me?
Don’t think I’ve ever met you, but ten for sure. It’s been like missing a limb. A limb I never knew I had to begin with. Painful without knowing why. That’s poetic as fuck.
Probably haven't, but you're already telling me what I like to hear.
I'm Isaac.
[Private]
Isaac.
You know as hilarious as it is—I still don’t think you’re a bad person. A bit fucked up in the head, hell yeah, but I mean, that’s to be expected when you’re related to Maggie. But not a bad person. You just haven’t found someone to make you want to be better. But no worries, my poor, insecure friend. Your time will come. Probably.
The interesting thing is is that I did like you enough to seriously consider leaving Ryan. You’re a charming guy, I’ll admit it. You know that. It’s funny how that flipped on a dime though, because afterwards I detested you enough to fuck your sister. By the way, out of the two of you… I hate to admit it, but she’s the better lay.
But y’know what? I don’t really hate you. In a weird way I kind of respect your dedication. As ridiculous as this all became, at least you stuck to it. I didn’t tell anyone about your hemophilia either, and don’t think that’s because I still have some “hidden feelings” for you or some bullshit like that. I can assure you, I do not. Something I do have, though, is integrity. I could have gone around and blabbed to everyone about that shit, but honestly, I didn’t care enough. And I suppose I like taking the high road. The view is much better from up here, I gotta tell you.
I’ll think of you every time I look at the kickass burn scar on my arm. Chicks are gonna think I’m so hardcore now, so thank you for that.
Try not to miss me too much.
J. Fairchild
Well then.
Scale 1-10 how much have you losers missed me?
My stupid face? How old are you, five?
I literally mean your face looks unintelligent is all. Like you literally look stupid.
[txt]: Jesus fucking Christ. [txt]: Are you bein' serious? Fuck.
[text] i am being totally serious man. not even fucking around.
[text] oh come on its not even hard get some peter gabriel and a candle light dinner with pasta and your fine
[text] pastas easy as fuck to make man