Tiempo después me la encontré y le dije: “Es extraño, pero ya no te extraño, tu recuerdo ya no me hace daño; aunque éso sí, se parece mucho a ti… La soledad con que te engaño…”

Do you ever just look at someone and think “I’d love to lick Hot Cheeto dust off your fingers.”

lilachansen:

you fuckin unhinged lunatic… gimme a kiss

If you thought I was sensitive,

you should I meet my skin

Would a centaur go to a vet or a doctor?!?!

This has been bothering me ever since I saw narnia

A fun chronical illness game: get used to name drastic or disgusting consequences of your chronic illness so people take you seriously.

Then, try to flirt.

Me drinking an energy drink: i should take a nap

it’s 1 am and I’m wondering if I should do something, even knowing that tomorrow I’ll 100% regret it

i dont think ive ever felt that weird or nervous about posting a fic on tumblr