halloween is around the corner time to yearn <3
enby’s have five moods (absolutely no more than five): despise chest, engage in a slightly homoerotic sword fight with your mortal enemy, love chest, tattoo generic my chemical romance lyrics on thigh with sewing needle, and buy taxidermy rats in clown costumes off the black market
how many souls do i need to destroy before the devil finally rewards me with tickets to the local halloween haunted house? that’s all i want. just one visit.
sometimes i delude myself into believing i’m as cool as dorian gray but then i sit down, breathe, and realise if anything, i would be basil hallward. basically i’m broke, immensely gay, and deeply in love with someone who doesn’t love me
sitting in a cemetery pretending to be a cool goth teen from the 1980s but really just being someone the townspeople write cryptic horror stories about
