Hello, December.
I hope you are kind.
remember—there’s no “i” in homunculus. that’s why they do 90% of the manual labor around my tower
where is your boy tonight?
sticker
who up about to ruin they own night
This is my King
so many ideas and i’m always too tired to act on them.
l don’t know much but i do know that i’m losing
The love will come when it’s meant to The love will come when it’s meant to The love will come when it’s meant to The love will come when it’s meant to The love will come when it’s meant to The love will come when it’s meant to
“I desire violently, and I wait.”
— Anais Nin
It’s actually devastating that I feel comfortable in anyone’s house but my own
posting on tumblr is like yapping into the void except the void is filled with ship posts of grown men