#renposting

[lesbianadhdchaos]

"i think we're losing it"

"I don't even know where to begin to look for it"

"you can find it up my ass"

followed by a lot of discourse on how one would fit the word 'it' up ones ass

[erevelocity]

I can't stop

Being in love

I can’t stop

With you

You're too much (Too much)

Much too much (Too much)

I can't stop (myself from)

Being in love (falling again)

And when I'm with you

I find no reason to

I can't stop (The boat, I'm)

Having this dream (Floating along)

I can't stop (I can't canoe, can you?)

Canoe? Oh, Kangaroo

You're too much

Or am I not enough? You're (too much)

And I feel this way

much too much

[sins-of-sodom]

littlestrogen should be the type you hafta shove up your ass

[ren-or-rin]

It’s the darndest thing, here I am getting cake for my birthday, innocently listening to Malevolent part 56, when all of a sudden Harlan Guthrie walks up beside me and stabs me thirteen times in the kidneys.

[lakay]

"I suppose it's pointless to try and explain myself to you now, when you're already gone. I must look foolish, talking to a bird, but I know it's you. In some strange, intangible way, I know you're listening. Did you send this creature to watch over me? To guide me, or mock me? Or simply to observe? …Does it really matter, when you aren't here regardless?"

"What a mess I've made of things. It's… strange, that this place is my escape. That the First would become my refuge away from home, after everything I've endured here. After everything we've endured. I'd like to think that it's simply because of the tranquillity this place brings, how far it is from my problems on the Source… but I think it's something else, too. I think there's something in me that yearns. Yearns for…"

"Look at me, baring my soul to a bird. To you, of all people. But I suppose we used to do this quite frequently, before everything, if we were so close. How many hours did we three while away together? Countless, I imagine. Even in this life, knowing what little I know now, my mind drifts constantly back to the two of you. How much more back then? Did this sensation in my breast ache less, knowing I could come home to you? Or did it burn all the brighter?"

"I wish I knew. I wish I remembered it all. But I will cling tightly to the memories that I am afforded, every scrap of them, as I promised. Then, one day, when my time is come, we shall while away the days once more. This I swear."

[bentreznor]

tboys love houseplants. tboys are all about philodendrons and monsteras and shit. get ur tboy some fuckin fishbone cactus. get him a zizi plant. get him a half dead ficus that gets topheavy cause it got too big under ur tboys loving hands.

[tenfished]

did i post these

[dreepy-drops]

What's something your pokémon isn't "supposed" to like to eat/drink but does anyway. I'll start klefki feed on metal ions but mine won't stop drinking my coffee