I Think There Might Be Mold Growing Inside Me

get up, coward!

going to gay events where no one compliments my 8 stripe gilbert baker embroidered jeans fly like Look At My Crotch Boy

tought u ppl might like some girl pete

most tragic heroine of all. i’m running out of storage space something awful.

sharp lives and violent delights

I'm still not okay after reading the Playlist for When Your Boyfriend Stops Breathing by @sunsetplums, still listening to the playlist too ˙◠˙ p.s. Birb’s name is Mango, she used to live with the fic’s author but passed away just a couple days ago so now Jayce is looking after her. Faint music on the bg is My děti ze stanice Bullerbyn by Květy

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jukin

@avtoccorrect

i want a life time supply of coffee 😔

“If you promise to stay alive just a little bit longer I promise that we are going to make this world a place worth living in by any means necessary. I ain’t giving up. I swear.” 

Spotted in Clackamas, Oregon