Blamsoor and Stuff.

xcolderthaneverx:

hans—moleman:

a haiku about winter

where are my nipples
no guys i am not kidding
they are fucking gone

jm392:

smashing, jane

dorirosa:

suncalf:

what if you were in bed tonight and you were really lonely and sad and you were lying with your arm hanging out over the edge of the bed into the darkness and just as you were going to sleep, the darkness reached out and held your hand

I made a thing

…cute.

noemideluca572:

Not “B*tch” but “Girlfriend”

fotodahora:

Frankie Burns a dude