isabellecherry:
||Yes this blog’s closed but my boys deserve to be celebrated and ALL my blogs are marking the date. WOO! Breezango!
8/26/2020
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art blog(derogatory)
Alisa U Zemlji Chuda

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祝日 / Permanent Vacation
occasionally subtle
RMH
wallacepolsom

roma★
Not today Justin
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

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Peter Solarz
sheepfilms

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@uncensored-insomnia
isabellecherry:
||Yes this blog’s closed but my boys deserve to be celebrated and ALL my blogs are marking the date. WOO! Breezango!
8/26/2020
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Reblog this if you’re okay with people sending unexpected IC asks to your muse at any time! No meme prompts needed!
Logical insanity
So I’m almost positive I’ve hit every emotion on the scale today and about 95% of me wants to hide under a ton of blankets and go to bed but there’s 2% reminding myself that I know why the build up always comes with the fall and making sense of every second of my day. Where is the blissful ignorance? Then there’s that last 3% that’s wringing out every bit of energy it can to fill my head with a bunch of things I know aren’t true but I can’t help but feel shitty about. So even as I tell myself that in a better mindset I wouldn’t be thinking it, there’s still that whisper of doubt questioning if I really know that or if it’s my obsessive need to be in control and make sense of my vulnerability so it’s easier to deny it. Then it circles back to the anger that if I didn’t shrink myself I’d probably be asleep by now. More doubt as the clock reminds me it’s only 12:30 and I’m forced to realize I’m not tired but mentally torn to shreds... I need off of the nauseating carnival ride that is this mindfuck.
Bragging Rights
Punk: You boys want a new shirt?
Dean (groaning)
Punk: I’m going for photos. Ice down, Wonder boy.
Seth: I- was gonna say that.
Games
Punk: Alright, I’m here.
John: Come find me.
Punk: This game doesn’t make sense.
John: You’re wasting time.
WrestleMania Diary
can this please get a reblog if you believe rp ships don't have an expiration date?
like unless there was some fall out that happened along the way. and whether it’s been a long or short while since our ship interacted and/or since we as muns have spoken/plotted something about it, you’d still be cool with starting that ship over or perhaps picking up where they left off ??