#morbid-insanity

[wind-mansion]

tagged by wellthisisafinepickle

Name: Brian 
Gender: Male 
Selfies: I aint havin that shit 
Book: The Mysterious Benedict Society  
Author: George R. R. Martin   
Bands: Rooney, Panic! at The Disco 
Song: The Hunch by Rooney 
Movie: American Beauty 
Actor: Chris Pratt 
Actress: idk really? at the moment Saoirse Ronan 
Place: Banff (someone pls camp with me) 
Subject: English and Psychology (look at all those career options) 
Sport: Running? (barely) Dream job: Cinematography/ screenwriting  
Political standpoint: Not involved enough to have a proper opinion 
Religion: Raised Christian, now bitterly agnostic 
Tattoos: Nope 
Piercings: Nah 
Language: English, struggling with French 
URL: appletau, forever and always 
Icon: Danny Sexbang, of the Game Grumps 
Why I joined: I needed yet another thing to distract me from succeeding 

I’m supposed to tag five people? 

[wind-mansion]

Rule#1 always post the rules. Rule #2 answer the questions the person who tagged you asked, then write 11 new ones. Rule #3 tag 11 people then link them in the post. Rule #4 tell them you tagged them Rule #5 tell the person that tagged you when you’ve answered the questions

What is your go-to shower-singing song?

What’s the last show you binge watched?

Favorite breakfast food?

What’s your best Cards Against Humanity combination? (make one up or list a fave if you’ve never played)

What’s your Starbucks order?

Favorite room/area in your residence?

Best Disney movie?

Is Pepsi ever really okay?

Bees?

What is the airspeed velocity of an unladen swallow?

Why am I supposed to come up with 11 questions? Is this some sort of Templar conspiracy?

TAGG! Y’ALL IT

Wow, I'm super late but I'll do this. (sorry for being literal trash) 1. Unfortunately I fulfill the stereotype of gay youth who love female pop stars. I can't stop singing Marina and The Diamonds

2. Oddly I don't binge watch much. idk tho, probably Hannibal (i cri evrytim)

3. Pizza. hands down.

4.never played, but my fav is: Q: A ferris wheel full of dead people is really just ______ A: A windmill of corpses

5. Hot chocolate motherfucker. Caffeine is for the short and weak (dont unfollow me short weak people)

6. My room, because there's no family there (I have a lot of family)

7. Beauty and The Beast. And I don't care if it's Stockholm Syndrome, that shit's way better than Ariel Fishlegsnovagina meets Eric  Mcplainface

8. Nope. That shit tastes like liquidized pepper mixed in with piss

9.

  10. Nothing unless it believes in itself

11. I definitely don't understand this reference but fuck the templars

Your Turn:

1. walking-talking-dictionary

2. morbid-insanity 

3. sayanythingyouwanna

4. thats-how-i-roll-in-my-shire

5. anesthesiugh 

6. caithdean 

7. krisnewbooty 

8. wearewombats 

9. funluvinhannibal 

10. gandalftheteenagegirl

11. specialagentbrianzeller

Questions: 

1. If you could own a pokemon which one would you choose?

2. What would you do if you knew there was a ghost living in your house?  

3. How many marshmallows can you fit in your mouth? (If no answer is available, estimate based on other things recently in your mouth)

4. Is white chocolate actually chocolate?

5. How clean is your computer keyboard?

6. What's the meaning behinf your tumblr url?

7. How should the world end?

8. Who's your favourite celebrity? (bendydoop cumbersnoop doesnt count)

9. What's your favourite food for lunch?

10. have you ever written, to completion, a story?

11. Why can't I come up with good questions? 

Have fun!

[h0micidalchild-blog]

I don't know what to do...I'm falling for you and that's a horrible thing. It can't go any farther than it is now and it tears me apart inside. I know you wont stay interested. I know there are other girls in other places who are just dying to kiss you, touch you. It makes me want to scream. I want you. I want you to want me. I feel so shot down, like I did something horribly wrong. I don't know what though... Can you just please kiss me again? Your lips send electric shocks through me, making me want more. We don't have much time left. I don't want to waste it. I want to make you remember me. 

[h0micidalchild-blog]

I'm just really scared that I'm slowly losing my best friend because something feels so different about us and it feels like we're drifting apart...I'm terrified...it's hard enough living everyday without her by my side now that she goes to a different school, I can't imagine living completely alone without her. she's been with me for so much. maybe it's my insecurities, maybe I'm just jumping to conclusions, but something really feels odd... I can't lose her...not another person who means everything to me...not again... 

[h0micidalchild-blog]

whats the point of falling for someone you care about, only for them to break your heart and leave you more lonely and sad than before?

[h0micidalchild-blog]

I hate this. I hate when I'm alone and I have all this time to think. I hate having to think about how everything used to be, how so much was different a year ago...how I was happier then. Notice I don't say "I was happy then." Maybe I'm just not meant to be really, truly happy. I don't think there was a time when I was, honestly. But that's besides the point. The point is, I'm more miserable than I think I've ever been. I hate where I am in life. This isn't how I wanted to be starting the third year of high school. I didn't want to have the relationship that I do with my dad. I didn't want my mom to hate me and to think I'm a whore and nothing more than a druggie. I didn't want my high school sending letters saying they want me out of the place. I didn't want to get addicted to the things I crave now. I didn't want to damage the only relationships that meant something to me in life...I didn't want this. This isn't how things are supposed to be. The worst part is knowing I can't change it. I try over and over and over again, only for it to fall to pieces.  I feel like I have nothing now... Literally nothing.

[h0micidalchild-blog]

fucked up <3333333333

[h0micidalchild-blog]

I'm strung. Lifted. Completely on top of the world. My body feels numb and cigarette smoke fills my lungs, making me light headed. Nothing seems bad right now. I'm okay, because I'm not in reality. I'm not in a sober state of mind. I'm not constantly reminded of you... and that makes it easier. So fuck what they say. I'm in control. I'm fine. I'm fine like this, what ever this is .