Ghouls-teeth

well, you see, the thing is: (instead of finishing my sentence i curl up comfortably in bed and go to sleep

ithink wearing a faggy outfit and listening to shitty music will solve most if not all of yr problems

babe i really can't talk right now i'm in the middle of pacing around the house while listening to music

“it sounds like you’re justifying their actions-“ i am. they’re a fictional character. i’m okay with anything they do all the time. hope this helps.

i dont headcanon anything i simply know the truth the characters told me

i do think you have to be a bit pathetic to be truly hot

so rude that fantasizing about writing alone is not enough to actually get the fic done. you have to actually sit down and write it. insane.

He's not my enemy. He is my homoerotic rival and if anybody but me ever tries to hurt him I will promptly kill them.

run-on sentences aren't real btw, that's a lie made up by loser control freaks who feel the need to stifle my reading speed with stop signs (a.k.a. "."); but i'm a woman of yield signs (,) and rolling stops (;) <- i accidentally made a pussy

i lead a simple life. i see a traumatized fictional man and i want to call him babygirl