bettycrockerdile:

i had a pun about insanity but then i lost it

eatingisfab:

why do i always feel like killing everyone

lullabyingsweetnothings:

A Perfect Circle - Counting Bodies Like Sheep To The Rhythm Of The War Drums

Don’t fret precious, I’m here.
Step away from the window, go back to sleep.
Safe from pain and truth and choice and other poison devils.
See, they don’t give a fuck about you like I do.
Count the bodies like sheep.

Kill Of The Night // Gin Wigmore

The street’s a liar
I’m gonna lure you into the dark
My cold desire
To hear the boom, boom, boom of your heart

Mun Form!

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Name: Prone
Age: 18
Birthday: December 5th
Gender: Laaaady
Sexuality: Gay with exceptions
Height: 5’9”
Blog(s): pronetoinsanity + 4 other muses

FC (if you have any): party horse because we are the same

Tagged: I’m lazy as dicks —— if anyone wants to do it, i triple dog dare you to do it

mindmedicine:

I Come With KnivesIAMX (The Unified Field)

officersneepsnop:

the first step to any murder is to have fun and be yourself

a little fun did not kill anybody

for the phychos, villans and serial killers by aryastark04

{listen}

drummxng:

                                  And on his fingertips

                                             ink
                                                 or
                                          blood

                             { It’s all the same to him }
 

Anonymous;
She tosses GLaDOS's corpse at him. ''Here."

Anonymous;
Chell sort of leans up and pecks his cheek. ''I'm not here to lecture you.''

                       ”Good. I wouldn’t listen either 
                        way, but at least you’re saving 
                        yourself the trouble. For both of 
                        us, anyway.”

Dude, You’ve been so many time on hiatus that your spark has gone.

It’s been exactly 2 weeks since I put this blog on semi-hiatus.

But I suppose I’m sorry you feel that way.

Anonymous;
Chell was silent before she spoke. ''I loved you you idiot. I TRIED to grab you when you were hurtling into space. I TRIED. ''

                    “Ahah, here’s the thing though, luv.
                                                   ———  I don’t care.”

Anonymous;
HAL and GLaDOS k i s s i n g while you're not l o o k i n g

                 ”HAL and Wheatley
                  sitting    in   a   test.
                     K  I  L  L  I  N  G

                                 ——— But here’s the twist: it’s me doing the killing! Of him. Him, not being alive, and me, killing him a lot. A lot a lot. If you’re catching what I’m throwing. Heh, heh. Yeah.”