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Val.25.She/Her. INFP. I love kakashi hatake and rohan kishibe

[pettyrgeo]

I FORGOT TO POST THIS HERE

[finalgirlabigailhobbs]

fucking sucks ass that detective is a subtype of cop or always some type of law enforcement. a detective should be someone who is a master of disguise, a weirdo, socially maligned, and hated by the police. he should solve the cases using his ultra specific knowledge about geography, linguistics, human biology, and cigar ashes

[alcieart]

bokuaka vampire au aka im so ready for halloween right folks

[ohcashewart]

[xrnoodle]

rosinante. studies?

[crystallizedtwilight]

tall dad.

[crystallizedtwilight]

"He is free. Just let him go."

[nicostiel]

Feral Gojo 🥵

[serethereal]

sometimes you just have to say fuck my stupid baka life and move on

[mafuyuh]

wish that was me

[albertserra]

can you guys stop saying things. please

[necroducer-kotaro]

There are some things which the English dub did okay. This is NOT one of them.

[ripleyandweeds]

“hey can you do a normal voice for this character” “absolutely not”

[fluorescentjellyfish-deactivate]

Op what are you talking about this is objectively great

[tobiwoah0-0]

i could listen to this for a concerning period of time

[ndiecity-deactivated20241101]

I hate that after you hit 21 you run out of new privileges to earn. I think at 25 I should be able to use dynamite recreationally

[secondbeatsongs]

Visit Original Link

“Don’t Trust Me” with every second beat removed

[unnameddoc]

[leadergorilla]

“I’m a berry, I ain’t fair to him”

[sasukebelieves]

Let me tell you something. Sex is not fun. Sex is wrong. Immoral. Terrible. So stop having sex with your husbands. I will shoulder the burden of sin. I will fuck your husbands on your behalf.

[josieandherdumbasscats]

Thank you sasuke

[itsnotmydreamdaditsyours]

too many gay people in my phone and too little gay people in my arms bro 😔

[honeytuesday]

maybe i'm just a portrait of all the people i've loved and nothing else tastes so bittersweet. a little dash of my ex-best friend in the way i walk and laugh. my scarf tied in a double knot for that beautiful stranger at the bus stop. a whisper of my mother and the sigh of a lover in the way i braid my hair. pockets full of fire and infinite regret like my dad or his dad or his dad. the tilt of my jaw, the curve of my smile, everything, everything is someone else. when they're all gone, my own reflection will be the biggest ghost i have.