Xue Jiye

'The Tempest' by Leo and Diane Dillon, 1965

Something small.

“Ḷ̷̨̢̯̬̥̣̼̹͖̹̏̐̌̆͑͗͋̾̄̓͘ͅa̴̘͂͗̔̐̊m̸̛̱̪͈͈̰͔̩̬̟̺̟͐̈́̄́̈́͌̎́̕p̷̢̳̫̞͖̤̖̬̲͙͌͂̍͆̐̋̒̓͋͝”

Day 24 - Goth Moth

Cometh the hour, cometh the moth.

told my girlfriend that if she proposes i want a secondhand wedding ring. i explained i don't want to contribute to a vanity-based industry like diamond mining, and that it would be important to me to continue marriage traditions in a way that causes minimal environmental and personal harm. she asked me if i was just trying to roll the dice on obtaining a haunted object, and i told her i can want two things.

Like, will he get it? Will he care??

I’m scrolling through my camera roll, looking for a meme to send to my younger brother, and I’m slowly coming to the realization that my humor is completely incoherent to anyone who isn’t one of my four friends.

i was jumanji’d too when i was a kid but no one cared

My actions last night were caused purely by the full moon, the eleven shots I took had nothing to do with it.

Dartmoor, Devon, England by one_becky_blue 

not now baby, mommy’s making her autumnal depressive spiral playlist