Nightmares ~✨Suck✨~

nope couldn't do it. its too cold.

HAHA oh my god i wonder if she blocked me on everything.

how fucking petty.

fuck i should let someone else front but then i doubt either of them would talk with us. not like she would anyway.

god im so sick of this shit.

if im/we're a doormat we get told i/we need to stand up for ourselves but when we do that we're suddenly the bad guys?

god maybe i should just fucking kill myself. an endless void of nothingness sounds great.

i fronted again so that we could still keep in contact with out any problems but thats obviously not working so whats the fucking point. oh that's right- there is none.

god fucking damn it.

i hate being alone

dont worry im not going to kms- my rooms a mess and i dont want our mom to find our body and have to clean up our room.

as stupid as it sounds. but hey its keeping me here so i guess the mess isnt too bad

polnareff in low rise jeans and a crop top save me

save me polnareff in low rise jeans

is it just me tho or is smthn off about his face? (also helpful advice on muscles is appreciated)

i was living in central California when i was in the sixth grade and we had "science camp" and only the 6th and 7th graders could go every other year. We stayed at a local mission and learned its history along with exploring the nature of the area.

Our camp dude had a thing about Banana Slugs. Had a song and a secret greeting and the whole. nine. yards.

was cute but definitely kinda odd. learned how to make bread from acorns too. had to shake out our cots for snakes.

- Pulled up from The Vault.

If you're American will you reblog this with where you grew up and wether or not they had sixth grade camp. I grew up in southern California and every class in sixth grade would take a field trip and go to a camp for a week and this is absolutely bewildering my wife cause she's never heard of sixth grade camp

lol customer just scared me half to death lmfao

thats what i get for thinking and drawing at work T~T but i've done everytthingggggg

Hey, um. Not on the computer right now, but worried about ya. So sending some support.

I don’t really know what- if anything- would help? I’ll be on shortly, if that would do anything.

Just… Yeah. We’re here. (Wish I was better at this, but I’m gonna do my best.)

~Autumnal (or 2nd Graves, if that’s anything, LOL)

thanks hun, i didn't mean to worry ya. honestly i dont expect anyone to see any of what i post.

between what i do remember and what i dont i guess im just the worlds worst friend. obviously thats an over exaggeration but im just really confused and heart broken

i guess theres nothing else i can do about it now. just once again feels like im stuck trapped in this fucking bedroom with nothing but my thoughts and myself and i hate it i hate it so much

between the hurt and my own dissociation i just feel like ripping out my heart. it feels like no matter what i do its wrong and the friends i had that helped me and guide me arent here anymore

which is also my own fault. besides, its no ones job to help me but myself.

this is unfortunately way funnier to me than it needs to be

- Graves

Mukuro wouldn't have missed

Nyeheehee! See? Aren't I always adorable?

- Kokichi

Decided to try out making a Genocide Jack motivational poster.

IT BETTER NOT BE WHO I THINK IT IS

me (preparing for con and not wanting to shave): huh this nair doesnt have an expiration date... should be fine then right?

also me: i dont remember why i used this like once

not even three minutes after applying it: *INTERNAL SCREAMING* it burns so bad what the fuckkkkkk