#STARTS SCREAMING

[boxtheprotogen]

Hey chat, it's you're favorite sigma.

I really wanna finish watching assassination Classroom, but then I started playing this gay ass cookie game again. My ADHD ahh can't stop hyperfixating on these FA-

[ruegarding]

wtf does "she looked surprised—me comforting her, kind of switching things up" mean. sorry did u read pjo percy is constantly comforting annabeth. does botl mean nothing to you.

[marshiir]

THATS THE TICKET 😎😎

[snail-shell2335]

labyrinth + phantom of the opera + dracopia ?? yes.

[drop--pop--candy]

baron. from the baronies. baron is real . what in the fuck. me when i summon a nightmarish entity from my fear of my own lack of sexual and romantic attraction YOU CAN'T BE SERIOUS I'M GOING TO TWEAK /VPOS

DO YOU SEE WHY IM SO OBSESSED WITH RIZ NOW. GUY WHO IS LITERALLY EXACTLY JUST LIKE ME FOR REAL

[transgenderyaoi]

[ddddddaaaakkkkkkuuuiiii]

HELLOOOOO its finally done why did it lowk get done so quick. ok. feeds yall.

[eclipse-has-adhd]

Daily Vocaloid song, day six.

feat. Hatsune Miku

[feartohate]

ANAKIN DONT DO IT

[measureformeasure]

Ekkyklema, Avery Slater

Deep in the nerve, time sleeps with me.

Shorewards, running sea-salt drenches sand in crippled songs— retreat and seiche—the raftered water snapping, wave's own weight turned back against its cold advance. Your hulls beached on our shores,

but then the meadow dews filled all your clothes and hair with lice. Long siege: as you looked on—that emptiness that finds the corpse, mid-armor. Soldiers, speared, collapse like heated honeycomb, while blood's quick rivulets, as though in flight across the dust, set free. Lord of Ways,

Apollo, you: my ruin—the dagger of your neck, our tangled hair, your curse my words may stir just disbelief. Yet I will beat you, fray back simple speech to spells, obliquely, just as spearing fish in shallows, perfect aim must err.

Bitter colocynth, or curses, guise of adoration, tear the bowels. So Agamemnon trusts at daybreak that I sleep against his chest's deep lion sounds. Awake, I hear such whispers as a gnat's thin wing could winnow: blade will enter where his rough skin warms my ear.

There is no god of healing here, bathed brightly in bright water.  Such welcome, into emptiness. Such prophecies, brought back from war's  long disbelief in death. Such calm  alarm. That bell will ring, as though unmoved—I tell you, you shall fall, although returned, 

the lice still crawling through your hair, your blood set free. You'll watch it run.  I tell you, you shall look,  you shall look on.

[londonfag]

hold on I just woke up . what did you say

[gayalanwake]

yall ever love a show so much you can’t watch it

[queenangst]

i AJDBSNNFNG. TBEY. THEY CONFESSOEDD!!!! HAPPY PRIDE!!!

oooOOAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

[alyimoss]

Hey, you don't have to answer this until thrusday!

Reminder to draw the dreamtale twins on thrusday! <^•^>

well its abt 3 hours before i have to pass out.. maybe less... and so far i have not had the time nor energy to draw them. shit that happens when you try to plan ahead ig

well thank you for the reminder anyway!

[sharky-the-idiot]

WHY DOES THIS SAY GIF?????? WTF MOVES IN THERE?????

[fru1tt0ast]

faolan and his boss joey..

i cannot believe i spent 4 hours on a meme... LET ME OUT 🦅🦅🦅