WHO IS THIS MONSTER

my name is aleks! i like teen soaps and bad jokes.

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reminder that i remade and if you so choose you can follow me into the dark at darentdevil

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reminder that i remade and if you so choose you can follow me into the dark at darentdevil

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reminder that i remade and if you so choose you can follow me into the dark at darentdevil

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reminder that i remade and if you so choose you can follow me into the dark at darentdevil

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hotelsongs replied to your post: hey so

that theme is so qt

thank you!! 

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hey so

i remade

follow me (or don’t. im not ur boss) at darentdevil 

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Daredevil in a nutshell

Wilson Fisk: hey

Matt Murdock: *KILL BILL SIRENS*

[dirigma]

In me burns the most Catholic of longings: to devour the divine.

a haiku for the holy eucharist (or: a haiku for a childhood on my knees)

#matthew murdock eats out

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(awolnation voice)

SNAIL!

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all-time fave example of ‘gal pals’

 wikipedia’s sappho page:

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Mindy Kaling and B.J. Novak out in NYC

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this picture of my dad i drew when i was 4 watches over us benevolently every day

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[infernalhera]

tumblr gothic

You are in a fandom. You have never read, watched, or played the source material, but you have joined anyway.

The sidebar is disappearing. The top bar is disappearing. The word ”tumblr” is disappearing entirely. The void grows.

When you are vaguely disturbed by text, you feel the urge to add, “And now the weather” even though you don’t know what it means.

You used to love something. You cannot remember why. When you see it, you feel only vague dsdain.

Benedict Cumberbatch is here. He is always here.

People appeal to your heart to fight for a cause but your heart grows ever harder. You will not reblog it. You have no heart left.

You take up a cause. Any cause. You must have a cause to be relevant. You cannot get it wrong.

That meme has no origin. It was always there. The next meme will also be there, always there. They wait.

Everything is meta. Everything is meta.

“That feeling when…” No. You have no feelings left. You are a husk of repeated jokes and cats.

“Reblog if you are…” What are you anymore? Are you a person? A creature? An assemblage of animals in stolen skin?

Why did you do that? Aesthetic. Always, always aesthetic.

Where is the xkit guy? Where is your god now?

Where is the log out button. Why don’t we click it. We don’t know. We have forgotten we can leave. We have typed our own chains.

[the-milk-eyed-mender]

the high horse analogy just doesnt resonate w me i dont understand why i should want to get off my high horse my horse is so tall, he is enormous and titanically powerful, he will stamp on my dissidents and scatter them like cockroaches, its a good place for me to be strategically

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[saoirseronan]

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