Wailing-into-the-void - Untitled

They. They forgor

If I were another man in another life,

Id dedicate my life to poetry about graveyards.

And how they deep into life from the internet and fanfiction to leftover conversations that grab your attention every time you talk with an old friend or just look at your contact

ao3 is a medieval feast and i am a drunken lord slamming my goblet down on the table and yelling "bring me the most fucked up shit in all the realm!!!"

The inevitable rebellion would always have a bunch of job openings though

bro wtf, u ok?

I'm just sad because teleporters could never work. Even if we had the technology to do it, someone would just use it to teleport a bear into a hospital or something then we'd ALL lose our teleporter privileges. I hate that man is hubris to man. Also the airplane companies wouldn't allow it, who knows, maybe someone already made teleporters but it would disrupt too many jobs. The truth is, capitalism is anti-future, because convenience removes opportunities to monetize inconvenience. Just sad about that, you know?

But they need it for their Satanic Giratinan rituals to stay eternally 10.

Why don’t more pokemon have blood-based attacks

What about the sheer force of that one thing you don’t particularly care about yet have the sudden urge to do

The desperate desire to be healthy overshadowed by the sheer force of a hamburger

I love chewing when in constant pain and when every movement brings further pain and every time my teeth touch it doubles

jason todd nightwing | red hood | robin | batgirl

But doofenshmirtz

I miss villains being purely evil. No complicated sad backstory, no fucked up childhood, they just felt like being an asshole because it’s better than working for Amazon.

I’d like to consider myself the elf of humans