TEARS FOR FEARS MAD WORLD

james. 28. i find it kind of funny, i find it kinda sad.

[ripempezardexerox]

[illinoisemakers]

are any of my followers still active here :o

[illinoisemakers]

Good God

That was intense!

I’m going to go to bed, good night all! XD <3

[ankle-beez]

Acclaimed horror mangaka junji ito whipping

Acclaimed horror mangaka junji ito whipping

[mars-wants-sleep]

[salemwitchtrials-deactivated202]

[dredsina]

Me, walking my dog:

My brain: BERRIES AND CREAM, BERRIES AND CREAM, I'M A LITTLE LAD WHO LOVES BERRIES AND CREAM

[anxietyproblem]

Come in

[doppelgender]

I have the ability to speak to shrimps (Shrimpathy). unfortunately this does not allow them to respond or understand what im saying

[neurofibromatosis]

[lesbiskammerat]

i feel like it must be the height of luxury and decadence to be a kid sitting in one of those little trailers attached to your parent’s bike, being driven around like some kind of pompous miniature capitalist, relaxing with perhaps a small snack while your personal chauffeur takes you wherever you wish

[lesbiskammerat]

[sunshinetomorrow]

me joining a discord server- "hello!"

guy named floyd- "hi! would you like a colour role?"

me- "what does that mean?"

floyd- "it means your name gets to be a colour. like how mine is pink for example"

me- "cool ok! so what colors can i have then?"

[michaelormewood]

The Witch | 2015 (dir. Robert Eggers) Hereditary | 2018 (dir. Ari Aster) Midsommar | 2019 (dir. Ari Aster)

[dalermessi]

i don’t even get what’s wrong with this gif

i mean she pours the soda perfectly why do they all shit their pants

[nutsacktorturer]

she’s been dead for 10 years

[unclefather]

[kittydesade]

Spooky Shopkeeper: The price may be more than you expect to pay.

Me: Yes, I know how US taxes work, too.

[del3141]

Shopkeeper, increasingly exasperated: I’m trying to tell you that I’m evil and offering these wares with no regard for the harm they will do!

Me, also increasingly exasperated: I know what capitalism is too goddammit

[beyonce-knowles-carter]

Led through the mist, by the milk-light of moon, all that was lost, is revealed. Our long bygone burdens, mere echoes of the spring, but where have we come, and where shall we end? If dreams can’t come true, then why not pretend? How the gentle wind, beckons through the leaves, as autumn colors fall. 

Somewhere lost in the clouded annals of history, lies a place that few have seen. A mysterious place, called The Unknown.

OVER THE GARDEN WALL (2014)

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