tangled up in blue

my kink is death

[rabbiteclair]

auto immune disorders happen when the immune system ignores regulatory factors and begins attacking healthy bodily tissues, due to what scientists refer to as "sheer love of the game"

[juliancoseley]

summer in bookstonbury ☀️

[blackdow]

my foot hanging off the bed i don't even care anymore just let the monster take me ...

[phantomrose96]

After 13 years of this, it's still funny to me that detailing a full mental breakdown on tumblr is standard fare, but posting a nice selfie is a fraught decision.

[loki-zen]

this is the correct way around and every other social media site is wrong

[anarqueeen]

a watched nut never busts. or something. i dont fucking know what you people find funny anymore. 9/11.

[anarqueeen]

why is this the one

[fulladeroure]

Happy "do you permit it?" day for those who celebrate

[corrucyst]

dude, this is really scary, and liminal as well. It's like the bathrooms

[wingkink]

btw it's so fucking stupid you can be anxious physically in your body even after you've decided mentally you don't care. I'm supposed to be in charge here

[refusedtochange]

[halloween-sweets]

[fallingtowers]

oh no!!!

[fallingtowers]

my ribcage split open, revealing a grotesque, vertical maw, slavering and bleeding, with uneven rows of jagged and splintered ribs for teeth!!!

[fallingtowers]

and prom is TOMORROW!!!

[fairycosmos]

honestly what the hell are you supposed to do. is my question

[oldfilmsflicker]

[toriandyr]

[parakeet]

if you go looking for doom and gloom all you will see is doom and gloom. if you go looking for reduced items at the grocery store you may find a littol treat

[pepminttea]

rb with your most common recurring theme in your nightmares. mine is pregnancy

[greelin]

great. i was hoping my childhood would follow me forever and attach itself to my psyche and spread like mold. This is good

[pret-boy]

"I wish we met sooner" is such a gentle sentiment. I love you so much I not only want you in my future, but in my past too. I want to have known you when we were small stupid kids, have held hands together as we played outside. I want to have stressed out over exams together, nudging a mug of still steaming hot chocolate against your elbow to get you to focus. I want to have told you I love you before I did anyone else. I want to have held you in my arms when all those sad memories you describe to me were still fresh wounds. I want my past to have been full of you, and full of meaningful memories with you. I want my past lives to have been spent with you, whether as two lovers, or two housecats cuddling by the fireplace on a snowy day, or two flowers that just happened to bloom on the same day, next to each other. I want to have consumed your existence and intertwined it with my own since my birth, never to be separated from you for a moment. I want to have loved you throughout it all, for all time.