t-shirt with the words “high-functioning corpse” printed on it

No title available
EXPECTATIONS
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
untitled
𓃗
we're not kids anymore.
No title available
h

No title available
Fai_Ryy

shark vs the universe
tumblr dot com

Product Placement
🪼
No title available
Today's Document

Discoholic 🪩
almost home
Monterey Bay Aquarium
noise dept.

seen from United Kingdom
seen from United States
seen from Türkiye

seen from Bangladesh

seen from Malaysia
seen from France

seen from Botswana
seen from United States
seen from Syria
seen from United States

seen from United States

seen from Malaysia
seen from Singapore

seen from Indonesia
seen from Sweden

seen from United Kingdom
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Congo - Brazzaville
seen from Malaysia
@lizzy-jailer
t-shirt with the words “high-functioning corpse” printed on it
Older men are more addicting than actual crack cocaine.
My Joel Miller fantasies range from getting railed and thoroughly disrespected on patrol to meal prepping together on Sunday night. I want all of him.
I think sometimes a woman wants to fantasize about a big strong man who will protect her and sometimes she wants a sad, scared wet puppy of a man that she can protect and sometimes both of these men are the same person
ILL HAVE YOU KNOW that MY ideal father figure is a mix of LOGAN HOWLETT, ARTHUR MORGAN and JOEL MILLER
(My father is so emotionally repressed that the most emotionally repressed of characters seem like they could protect me from myself and believe me better than my own parents do)
reblog if you love archive of our own and how they firmly refuse to let censorship have any place on their platform
mentally taking a drag of my mental cigarette because I don’t smoke but life has been very smokable lately
Happy birthday to the only MAN.
"long chapter, sorry guys!"
????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????
"Here's a whole delicious cake I made only for you! Sorry that it's so big and delicious and makes you so happy, I made too much... 😔"
Joel Miller's back has to hurt from carrying the entire weight of the found family trope, my emotional investment, and like, 18 guns
My love language is Joel Miller fixing things without asking and then grumbling about it
me when im reading a freaky fic about my favourite character, but then the author pulls some weird ass pet name shit💔
dont EVER call me bunny EVER AGAIN
In a world full of chaos, all I need is Joel Miller's gruff, tired, deeply loyal self. And maybe for him to smile once. Just once. Is that so much to ask?!
I wasn’t built to be employed. I need to stay up until 4 am like a normal person