I’m sleepy.
Of deplorably and despicably yet unsavory thoughts by this..."thinker"...?
I’m sleepy.
(Source: cocaine-crew, via luckysvengali)
Why, THHHHHHHHHHHHANNNNNNNNKKKKKKKKKKKK YYYYYYYYYOOOOOUUUUUUU
(I’m de uber bomb)
(I mean uber with the .. hat over the u)
(via ryley-stbatman)
Activate my heart…
…Robot, robot lover
It takes me a moment to realize where I am.
Although my vision was blurred, probably caused by shearing pang that throbbed at the corner of the left side of my forehead, I could make out that I was back at the bluff. Specifically, I’m laying inside the gazebo on Old Bailey’s Bluff, alone-in the dark-within a lonely and decrepit gazebo. “Greeeeeeat Jessie, don’t you know how to get yourself in all sorts of danger.”