「贺天…」
He Tian...
「你说呢…」
What do you think?
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「贺天…」
He Tian...
「你说呢…」
What do you think?
pillowcase!!!!!!! :)
~Yo I wrote a thing with my ocs~
Oliver opened his eyes slightly. The hot grasslands sun was shining brightly through the window. He mumbled some nonsense and cuddled closer into the warm, fuzzy figure he was being held by.
Arlo was fast asleep. The sunlight refracted off of his iridescent black fur. He purred in his sleep, tail flicking slightly.
Oliver looked up at Arlo. “Oh…g’mornin…”
“Hmm?”
“How you feeling?”
Arlo opened one eye and looked down at Oliver. “Sleepy.”
Oliver smiled and hugged Arlo closer. “I am too.”
The enderman chuffed gently. “Sleep in?” he warbled.
“Alright…”
Oliver cuddled into Arlo’s fluffy chest and smiled.
(*cries* god I’m a sucker for my gæ mc mobs)
IS IT BAD THAT I WANT BLAKE TO BE HURT? LIKE MAYBE IDK SHE KNOWS ABOUT YANG AND THE BOYZZ AND IS ALL LIKE:
ALSO CAN RUBY AND YANG HAVE A GOOD OL' HUG? THANKS ❤😔
I’m becoming annoyed with the things I love and indifferent to the things I hate,
A walking case the doctors couldn’t crack, and the law wouldn’t touch,
I’ve started drinking. I used to hate drinking.
It’s not even about drowning the shit now.
I just can’t take the boredom;
I meander on through the day, doing what I need to do, no more
And often less.
Then I make my insides bleed, so at least my morning shit
Will be a little interesting.
The others call it progress, but all it is, is that now they get to be
Scared for me, instead of scared of me.
Of course, most of them have no idea, since I know
I’m often drinking at their expense,
Quiet at their expense too,
The tremble-bringing shrieks from my angry throat have become chilly,
Silent, side-glances from my eyes as I try to bring the lines back together.
I’m always straining to see something I can’t manage to care about,
Never wearing my glasses, because I’m too lazy to clean them.
I was so naïve
Y'all I can't with this. ICANNOT-
not to be horny on main but, if i dont get to marry a beautiful cottagecore girlfriend and can live somewhere where my bedroom faces the sunrise and i can make pasta for her while she naps and she knows my coffee order perfectly and we kiss while we watch the twilight and i can lay in her arms while i know that it’s my eternal home between them, i might cry