Anonymous asked: I want to sleep with you. No, I don't mean have sex. I mean sleep. Together. Under the blankets. In your ed. While you're laying on my arm with my other hand on your tummy. With the window cracked, so it's chilly and we have to cuddle closer. No talking, just the muffled cries that you let slowly seep away from your blood gurgling mouth as I slit your throat and sacrifice your worthless life to the dark overlord. P.S. I love your art.
that escalated quickly…
im dying of period cramps on the sofa and i heard someone in the kitchen and assumed it was my mom so i yelled I CAN FEEL MY UTERUS PULSING HELP and my dad came into the room with the most horrified expression on his face
i found this on my bed
i don’t think anyone really understands how much compliments actually mean to me like i usually brush them off with a joke and a quick “thank you” but really i remember compliments for forever so if you’ve ever complimented me or done something nice for me thank you so much wow