#ok bye love u

[teleostuber]

My mixed media commissions r now open :)

I usually work in traditional mixed media but I’m flexible based on ur preferences!! Dm me 4 more info

[cowardlycowboys]

golden girl

[toulouseradiosilence]

Im back y’all!

Im gonna go home and watch Heartstopper!!‘

[fightwing]

short little hiatus notice from july 27 - august 19 (ish)! gonna try and reply to a bunch before like tuesday and then queue everything else!! goodbye friends have excellent days <333

[krampuscrump]

cheapskate.

[justicecaballer]

what six months of volleyball does to a mfer

[little-fandom-dump]

god im so high wtnv got me crying over a river rock

[solarwoniii]

im so tired i hate everyone here i want to go home I HATE SCHOOL OH MY GOD IM GOING TO DROP OUT FUCK THIS HRTHEJDSS

[kaii1204]

It them! wow!

[pixi3lixi3]

i have not used tumblr in so long i made a whole new account bc i simply could not live w my old one

[gh0ulsh4rk]

*cracks knuckles* alright internets, IT'S TIME TO BE GAY!!!!!

[lostlabyrinths]

@ownmidnight / for alex m.

guerin's fingers ghost over his careful array of tools. wrapped knuckles, oil-slick fingers dancing in place while looking for his torque wrench. his was a special kind of organization --- namely that he didn't have one. he liked to say inspiration would strike suddenly, that he'd find something, anything different that might solve the unsolvable that was their homeland technology, and that stroke of particular genius was not necessarily privy to any means of order. he liked to say it cause it sounded good, not for any necessarily for truth. he's just about to bend a torque out of his other tools when he spots the offending runaway all the way across the room. a harrowed sigh escapes his lips and due to the beautiful manner of an UNDERGROUND BUNKER being far away from any prying eyes that may wander upon the extraterrestrial, he allows himself a bit of slack. a lot, if the way he his wrench AND beer he'd left in a similar predicament start floating towards him. he's gotten good at the double tk thing. REALLY GOOD. and they've barely crossed the middle of the room, right where the imposing ladder with a general lack of interior design was rooted, when the harsh light of day penetrates his cozy den. blinking through the sudden change, he notices an imposing shadow at the top, looking down, down at guerin with guerin's own smoking gun of extended hands out. both items clatter to the ground, and michael momentarily mourns the lost of a cold beer. only max would've really scolded him for it anyway. luckily, he recognizes the form. could recognize it anywhere, really. could recognize it in the dark, by energy, sound, HOPE alone. michael's smile is unintentional but welcome all the same. " if i'd known i'd have company. " his smile pulls to the left a bit, words drawled like he had all the time & comfort in the world. alex made him feel like that often. " i would've freshened up. "

[webosfritosblog]

Aveces hay que elegir entre dos dolores: uno que te libera y otro que te esclaviza.

“Lo siento mi amor, prefiero extrañarte que aguantarte”

Te amo pero te dejo….

[toulouseradiosilence]

Currently working on a lil story

I’m no author but I like writing. Wanna see a lil sneak peek?

[andromedism]

the gang’s spotify wrapped

[vcrnons]

WE ARE LIKE FLOWERS THAT BLOOM IN MAY. RAINDROP ON ME, ON ME.