#fuccckk

[sistersavelorn]

Right in the middle of my Michael and Walt feels today and I just happen to be on Special in my rewatch

[miyamiwu]

Yellow eyes but with grey hair… Is this Lu Guang??? It can’t be Cheng Xiaoshi. But if it’s Lu Guang, why does he look like that??? White hair theory real???

[sparklehoard]

My work took three days to tell me im NOT going to a camp job like they originally told me. Im going to a FUCKING HOTEL STAY JOB WHERE ALL THE STORES ARE ONLY OPEN WHILE IM AT WORK

[robylovi]

Am I obsessed with Keith Kogane bc he looks like a lesbian or does he look like a lesbian because I’m obsessed with him

[mistermalaprop]

OH FUCK

@smoked-salmon-official YOU REMINDED ME OF RED ALERTS GUN

NOOOOOO ITS LOST MY PARENTS TRADED IN THEIR CAR WHERE I LOST HIS GUN ACCESSORYYYY

AAAAAAAA

[lipsredxasarose]

[cosm1cbrownie]

zombie tony !! :3

🧡💜🧡💜Happy Halloween everyone >:D 🎃🎃🎃

Alt undr the cut :3

[wasteland-lover]

Beechwood Park

imagine this: It’s 1968 and you’re walking back home from your ex-lover’s funeral. It’s quite a murky afternoon, which is surprising considering that california days are meant to be filled with sunshine and smiles.

You reminisce, thinking back on the days where you both would just lay on the beach and count the stars. Taking glances at the teens on the beach packing up their cars and families hurriedly leaving various shops in the coast. That’s when you realize it’s about to rain as more clouds start to gather in the sky.

There’s a heavy smell of rainfall the air, but you don’t walk any faster. In fact your walking pace has significantly slowed down, leaving you to get peculiar looks from people passing by. Maybe you secretly hope to get caught in the downpour, wishing that it it will wash away the guilt that’s been eating up at you. Maybe, just maybe, it will wash away the remnants of your love for them.

Realizing that the sun has just set, you look up at the sky as stars start to appear ahead. As the rain stats to cascade down into the asphalt, you sit on a nearby bench and think you yourself. Tears start to prickle at your eyes, and as you continue to think about the days you and your ex would spend summer days on the coast looking at the flickering stars...