I ❤️Sal!!! #pugsleys #fordham (at Pugsley Pizza)

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I ❤️Sal!!! #pugsleys #fordham (at Pugsley Pizza)
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pronouns tbh
kris: CHAR U LIL SHIT
me: SATAN'S CHILD
kris: CHAR U BITCH
me: BUTT
i dont roleplay with you so ♫ just write of one your muses doing something
aw hi anon
When you fall asleepWith your head upon my shoulderWhen you’re in my arms
But you’ve gone somewhere deeperAre you going to age with grace?Are you going to age without mistakes?Are you going to age with grace?Only to wake and hide your face
When oblivion is calling out your nameYou always take it further than I ever can
She couldn’t recall the last night she had decent sleep, she just spent the vast majority of time tossing and turning in unease, trying to think about nothing but ended up thinking about everything instead.
The bed was too empty. The echoes of silence were too piercing. And the night’s chill’s too cold, so cold that not even layers of sweater could make up for the warmth she’d lost, something she’s certain she’d lost forever. In some of her weaker moments, she wanted it back more than anything. She would never tell him that though. For she was afraid, too afraid for the wrongest reason to be right.
She wouldn’t tell him she missed having his arms wrapped tightly around her, soundlessly telling her he’d never let go. She wouldn’t tell him she missed his too shallow breaths that made most of the lullabies she seeked comfort from when the darkness became too haunting. And she wouldn’t tell him the only times she managed to fall asleep were the times she held his favourite shirt as tightly as he would hold her, and how, the fading scent of him smelled like sugar, poison and the second chance she’ll never give all at the same time.
(ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*: ・゚✧ (づ ̄ ³ ̄)づ ◕‿◕ HEHEHEH
sexual orientation
do you think dis is a fuckin game
have you ever been in love
with fictional characters? yes. with actual people? not really. people are such peasants tbh.
what is my guilty pleasure
JACK AND NORA ATM. and um, the occasional smut reading , CHOCOLATES and the constant indulgence in my gayness which i revel in but do i feel guilty at all nope