Back home with a sleepy dog #dog #jackspaniel #merlin
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Back home with a sleepy dog #dog #jackspaniel #merlin
So met this little dude this afternoon 😘meet JackSpaniel @mattixtattoo @kellyayles he's a beaut #puppy #newpuppy #jackspaniel (at Black Heart Tattoo Studio)
Tim's name is Tim. Tim, Tim, Tim. To call him anything else would be unbelievably disrespectful.
jackspaniel replied to your post:roxy the vampire slayer
all vampires??
yes except angel
hes hot
jackspaniel replied to your post:why DO i wear this cross tbh
yeah seems kinda dumb tbh
its precautionary
if anyone ever doesnt want to die they can shove it down my throat and ill just be too focused on that to care about them uvu
multiples of five
5. Last time you cried
earlier today talking to dirk tbh
15. Made a new friend
yeah id like to think so
20. Found out someone was talking about you
quite a few times today actually
30. Last time you saw your all of your siblings at the same time
last year
35. Most visited webpage
tumblr?
40. Male or female
boooooth
50. Tattoos
none but i want
55. First hookup
uhh i think i was thirteen it wasnt hot or anything
60. Drinking
tim
65. Get married?
no
70. Older or Younger
older
80. Broken someone's heart
yeah when i was human
85. Fallen for a friend
nah not really
90. Santa Clause
anything could happen
95. Did you sing today
no?
100. Do you like the way you look?
hell yeah
blue veins | closed rp
–– Your stuff fits itself neatly into a couple suitcases by the door. Luckily the place came pre-furnished so you haven't had to worry about what you're going to do with fucking armchairs and a bed you can't even sleep in anyway. It's days like this you feel tired, when the bruise like circles beneath your eyes show up prominently against the white and red of your eyes. You wish you could sleep, that you could crawl into bed and draw the covers up around you and let sleep usher you off into the still night, but you can't. You almost don't remember how; you think you're filling the idea of sleep with what you want it to be when things get hard, an escape from who you are.
Because there's a body in a trash bag in the guest bedroom and blood in your stomach that the dead creep wrapped up in plastic didn't tell you you could steal from him and as many times as you brush your teeth and wash the blood off your hands, you'll never be clean and you'll never get your soul back and you'll never get to sleep like this.
At least tumblr has been letting you feel half sane. To think there are those out there that actually want you to take their blood. It's comforting but you're also pretty sure most of them don't know what they're getting themselves into. You hope they'll be able to tell you when to stop, to control you, just in case you can't control yourself. You suppose you'll find out.
Until then, you wait for the knock on your apartment door, leaning still against the counter for the stranger to show up.
jackspaniel replied to your post:jackspaniel replied to your post:jackspaniel...
whos yer bro man packing must really suck
tumblr user fearplay is my brother dearest
not really i dont actually have that much stuff
just clothes and even then im broke so