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@stripawaymycrown
But are you sure.
Yes, I am very fucking sure.
You sure?
Yeah, I'm very sure.
Also. Buttworms. Really. You guys are fucking gross, I'm clean.
Of course Kellie likes McKenzie's butt.
who has the nicest butt in fosters
Mine, obviously.If I can't pick mine then probably McKenzie.It's literally because he wears high heels. They make everyone's butt look great.
Without sex, what do you have left to offer anyone?
My dazzling personality.
You're boring and it scares you, doesn't it?
No, anon, I am not boring.Clearly you don't know me.
Best sex ever had?
This guy I used to visit had the biggest, most comfortable bed. He always had me dress up in these sexy clothes and so much jewelry and would lay me down and pamper and fuck me and it was great.
A tie between that and strapping Caspian down to his bed and making him beg for my ass, aha.
Which doctor would you fuck?
Adams. Talk about a silver fox~
They have me on like, fucking speed.
Doc Adams 10:43 pm Why do you think that?
prιnce 10:43 pm Because I've been throwing up since I got here.
Doc Adams 10:44 pm Oh, yes let's try and adjust that.
prιnce 10:45 pm I've been sick on them for weeks but my previous therapist insisted I'd get "used" to them.
Doc Adams 10:45 pm It takes about two weeks, but no, those side effects are not good.
prιnce 10:45 pm they have me on like, fucking speed.
Doc Adams 10:45 pm I'll take you off of them and try and find something else.
prιnce 10:46 pm I didn't know Lithim and Addaral were even perscribed together.
Doc Adams 10:47 pm I'll fix it.
prιnce 10:47 pm Thanks.
Doc Adams 10:47 pm I'm sorry youve been having a rough time. Other than the throwing up, is everything going alright?
prιnce 10:48 pm I guess. I feel like absolute shit so everything else is background noise. Someone gave me a hoodie.
Doc Adams 10:48 pm A hoodie? Well that is lovely. I'll be sure to check on you again tomorrow to see if youre feeling any better once youve gotten it out of your system.
prιnce 10:49 pm Yeah, it's fucking freezing here and the bitch that packed my clothes forgot most of my stuff. Alright.
Doc Adams 10:49 pm I'll try and get some new clothes for you too.
prιnce 10:50 pm Thanks.
Food or otherwise.
prιnce 8:53 pm Hello.
♦♦ Mason 8:54 pm I am Mason :]
prιnce 8:54 pm Nice to meet you.. Sasha.
♦♦ Mason 8:54 pm S a s h a. I like it. Rolls off the tongue.
prιnce 8:55 pm Thanks.
♦♦ Mason 8:55 pm Why are you here?
prιnce 8:55 pm Mood swings.
♦♦ Mason 8:55 pm O h h. Those aren't fu n
prιnce 8:55 pm Not really.
♦♦ Mason 8:56 pm They put you here for m o o d swings? Are they bad
prιnce 8:56 pm I guess.
♦♦ Mason 8:56 pm Huh Do you want to know why I'm here
prιnce 8:56 pm Sure, I guess.
♦♦ Mason 8:56 pm I eat things
prιnce 8:56 pm Like people?
♦♦ Mason 8:56 pm I have said that a LOT today No T H I N G S
prιnce 8:57 pm Oh.
♦♦ Mason 8:57 pm Yes :]
prιnce 8:57 pm Why?
♦♦ Mason 8:57 pm I don't know I like them
prιnce 8:57 pm That sounds gross.
♦♦ Mason 8:57 pm They taste good
♦♦ Mason 8:58 pm I am FINDING That most people do N O T eat things
prιnce 8:59 pm Yeah, not really.
♦♦ Mason 9:00 pm D i s a p p o i n t i n g
prιnce 9:00 pm Sorry. I'm throwing up so I dont' eat anything.
♦♦ Mason 9:00 pm O h
prιnce 9:00 pm Food or anotherwise. ..
prιnce 9:00 pm Other..wise..
♦♦ Mason 9:00 pm Nothing?
prιnce 9:00 pm Not currently.
♦♦ Mason 9:00 pm H u h
Welcome to the not well club!!!!
prιnce 7:24 pm Hello.
Kyle 7:24 pm How are you??
prιnce 7:25 pm I'm alright. Tired. You?
Kyle 7:25 pm Same honestly. I haven't felt well lately.
prιnce 7:26 pm Me either.
Kyle 7:27 pm Welcome to the notwell club!!!! That sounded better in my head...
prιnce 7:28 pm That is why we're here, isn't it?
Kyle 7:29 pm Mainly. I guess it depends on the person.
prιnce 7:30 pm There are people here who do feel well?
Kyle 7:31 pm Well. Better than some, worse than some.
prιnce 7:36 pm Sounds about right. That's everywhere though.
Kyle 7:37 pm Yes but not everyone is in this really... cool... mostly mentally unstable... unwell club!!
prιnce 7:39 pm Which is exactly why we're here.
Kyle 7:39 pm Yeah!!!
prιnce 7:41 pm What are you so excited about?
Kyle 7:41 pm I'm trying to cover up how awkward I feel!!!!
prιnce 7:41 pm Oh, I guess.
Kyle 7:42 pm Talking isn't my talent.
prιnce 7:42 pm I can tell. I'm better at it when I'm not stoned off my ass.
Kyle 7:43 pm Decline the inner stoner
prιnce 7:44 pm What.
Kyle 7:46 pm Decline the inner stoner. Don't get stoned off of your ass. Talk better. Make friends. Or enemies. Whatever you prefer.
prιnce 7:48 pm Uhm. By stoned I mean drugged. Pills. Meds. Doctor perscription shit.
Kyle 7:53 pm Mental discipline can conquer all?
prιnce 7:53 pm What.
Kyle 7:53 pm One of those things that sounded better in my head.
prιnce 7:54 pm Ugh I feel like I'm goign to throw up.
Kyle 7:55 pm Do you have a trashcan or anything??
prιnce 7:55 pm I don't wanna get up. It's so fucking cold in here.
Kyle 7:56 pm At least roll over and get it in the floor??? Do you want a hoodie or anything???? I have like 100.
prιnce 7:57 pm Please. I don't even know what I have, I didn't pack my stuff.
Kyle 7:58 pm Okay. Uh. Really fleecy? No fleece? Really big or fitted?
prιnce 7:59 pm Doens't matter, just make it big.
Kyle 8:00 pm Okay let me dig one out.
prιnce 8:01 pm Thanks. Oh uh. What's your name anyways?
Kyle 8:02 pm Oh!!!! I'm Kyle. You can recognize me by bright pink hair or the tall one that talks with sign language.
prιnce 8:03 pm Oh, you use sign language? I don't think I can read sign language, can you like, write with a pen and paper?
Kyle 8:07 pm I can. I can teach you sign language.
prιnce 8:09 pm Sounds good. But maybe when I'm not like, throwing up.
Kyle 8:10 pm Right. Of course. Obviously. Sorry. I'm trying to figure out your name.
prιnce 8:10 pm OH. Sasha.
Kyle 8:10 pm Hello Sasha! What's your room number? I found you a hoodie.
prιnce 8:11 pm Uh... B7.
Kyle 8:12 pm Okay!!! This one is a little old. I hope you don't mind.
prιnce 8:12 pm It's fine. I'm just cold.
Kyle 8:13 pm Yes, I understand. Give me ten minutes.
prιnce 8:15 pm Thanks. Bring me a trash can too.
Kyle 8:15 pm I already thought of that.
prιnce 8:16 pm Good.
Kyle 8:42 pm Kyle buzzes about his room, getting a few things besides the hoodie. Like the small trashcan in his corner. And his small pack of tissues just in case. Everyone needed a just in case. Sliding out of his room, he heads downstairs, glancing around for room 7. When he finds it, he knocks gently, waiting for the other to make some sort of answer.
prιnce 8:44 pm Sasha made a sort of groaning mumble that soudnes something like 'come in,' and curled up tighter on the bed. Normally he was a bit more wild but... these meds were fucking him up pretty bad it seemed. He was tall with bleached blonde hair, dark at the roots, shaved all around but very long on top. He was shivering and sweating, looking clammy and terrible, honestly. "Fuckin..." He paled and bolted up, looking about to be sick but clearly trying to keep it down. What a great introduction.
Kyle 8:49 pm He peeks his head in, frowning at the other's state. Rushing over, he places the trashcan gently in his lap, backing up some just in case the other ended up puking. His fingers piddle with the hoodie in his hands, head tilted slightly. His pink hair tilted with him, almost seeming like it was defying gravity, one pierced eyebrow slightly raising.
prιnce 10:10 pm ( Woah you should have kicked me I never saw this )
Kyle 10:10 pm (gently taps w/ foot)
prιnce 10:12 pm Sasha quickly took it and purged the contents of his stomach into the waste basket with a loud groan, wiping his mouth and setting it aside, looking like absolute shit-- he was a pretty attractive person, but noottttt in his best state at the moment, of course. "Ugh... thanks..." He shivered, rubbing his face, hair sticking to his forehead with cold sweat.
Kyle 10:14 pm Nodding, Kyle grabs a tissue out of the pack he grabbed, carefully walking up to Sasha, hand extended for the other to take the tissue and wipe his face. Or he would do it for him if it was needed.
prιnce 10:15 pm He slowly accepted it and did just that, then shuddered and laid back down, groaning and rubbing his face, shivering and drawing his knees to his chest, "I don't wanna take this shit anymore."
Kyle 10:16 pm Kyle nodded again, not really sure what to say. Well. Do. He was feeling awkward all of a sudden. Reaching forward again, he gently places his hand on Sasha's shoulder, trying to get his attention.
prιnce 10:18 pm The Russian male glanced over and made sort of a face, "Mmn...?" He was kinda just... out of it. whoopsie. "What..?" Yeah, awkward was definitelty a factor.
Kyle 10:20 pm He motions to the hoodie draped over his arm before extending it to the other. Kyle would write something if he could, but his hands were a little full at the moment. It was kind of awkward not being able to just. Talk to the other, but at the same time he didn't have much of a choice.
prιnce 10:21 pm Sasha paused, then sat up and made a face, reaching out and taking it, slipping it on and curling back up, but moving so he could sit on the bed, patting the mattress to say he could sit.
Kyle 10:24 pm Kyle shifts before he sits down, air around them starting to smell like lavander. He shifts around in his pockets, pulling out a small notebook and a pen. His hand moves carefully as he writes, making sure it's legible. 'I'm really sorry I can't talk. But how are you feeling? Do you need anything else?'
prιnce 10:25 pm He paused, then made a face and shook his head, "No, it's fine it's not like your fault so..." Sasha sighed, "I feel like shit... but whatever, I'll be fine, you don't have to stay."
Kyle 10:27 pm He blinks, smiling some at the first thing said. Writing again, he tries to keep the smile off of his face. 'Honestly, the crude humor of that is that it is sort of my fault. It's kind of what got me here.'
prιnce 10:28 pm He shrugs a little and responds with, "Everyone has their problems and I don't see not wanting to talk being one of them." Sasha didn't think it was bad, anyways.
Kyle 10:29 pm As his smile grows a bit wider, Kyle shakes his head some. 'No. I want to talk. I can't. At all.' It was weird laughing about this but it was still fun to watch Sasha try to guess what happened.
prιnce 10:30 pm Sasha paused and made another face, then thought over it. "... I mean I guess when you put it like that it does sound a little strange... why can't you?"
Kyle 10:32 pm Instead of writing, Kyle shifts a bit, moving to face Sasha a bit more. He sets the notebook down along with pen, now free hands moving up to pull his shirt down some. Without the shirt, a long pink scar rested across Kyle's pale neck, almost making a shocking difference. Once Sasha had gotten a good look, he picked up his utensils, starting to write again. 'This was all my fault. And I'm okay with it.'
prιnce 10:34 pm Sasha looked at it for as long as he let him, then paused and cleared his throat, "What happened?" The first asumption was that he tried to hang himself buutt that could have maybe been him getting a little too carried away.
Kyle 10:36 pm 'Living got hard, so I tried to end it with a sharpened swiss army knife. I messed up though, and my father took me to the hospital. Then after my stitches were removed, they moved me here.' Kyle shrugs, blinking at the other. At least he wasn't yelling or getting too weirded out. It didn't seem that way at least.
prιnce 10:43 pm "Fuck, that sounds rough." He made a face, "But that's kind of a dumb way to end it, to be honest." Oops, Sasha wasn't as sympathetic as he should have been.
Kyle 10:44 pm 'I know that now.' Kyle smiles anyway, knowing that if he had been serious about dying, he would have done a better job of it. He's willing to accept that.
prιnce 10:50 pm He nodded a little, then cleaned his throat and slowly sat up, "Yeah... you seem cool though... but uh, I think I'm gonna go see my doctor about getting off htese pills... Maybe we could hang tomorrow when I'm not vomiting constantly?"
Kyle 10:51 pm 'Yes of course! You know where to find me, so if you need anything else, don't hesitate to ask!' He smiled before standing up. Then he paused, writing again. 'You can keep the hoodie. I'm sorry if you don't like how lavander smells, it'll wear off after a while.'
prιnce 10:52 pm Sasha shook his head, "No, I appreciate it, thanks... it smells nice." He hoped that didn't sound weird, but he liedk it. It was clean and fresh, pleasant. "Thanks a lot... I'll definitely catch up with you later."
Kyle 10:53 pm Nodding, Kyle smiles at Sasha before raising his hand in goodbye. Deciding it'd just be easier if he went back to his room, he heads that way, plopping down on his bed as he pulls his computer closer to him.
[End.]
It's so quiet.