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Derpy’s little sister, Frank

Derpy’s little sister, Frank


one-handsome-devil:

stormcloaca:

thoughtlessclown:

I just want a serial killer to love me is that too much to ask

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"[After being scared half to death by Victor who was just minding his own business, which happens often]
“You need to stop doing that,” James snapped, looking like a hateful child who just got his video game rights taken away.
Victor shrugged. “Maybe I’ll just have to wear a bell around my neck.”
“Or a noose.”"

 
- The Devilish Diner, not sure which chapter I’m putting this in.
#book talk

psyfucks:


respect existence or expect resistance

DAMN SON

psyfucks:

respect existence or expect resistance

DAMN SON


nibelhart:

I am always wanting to write Rated R material threads but I’m never sure of who would be comfortable doing so. Can roleplayers please reblog this post if you are fully comfortable writing mature subjects in your threads? { Blood, Gore, Rape, Murder, Alcohol and drug use, Hack&Slash etc. } I’d like to find out by this post who IS comfortable with these types of roleplays rather than making someone uncomfortable just by asking. Thank you!

#They're thrilling to write yes I wantto do that

safelyendangered:

The moral of the story is to always carry an axe


"

Just who did this guy think he was? Walking around with those big, sensitive brown eyes. That fucking dazzling white smile. The perfectly frosted tipped hair. Those bulging muscles and tight fitting shirt. Fuck, even his goddamn happy, carefree personality shown through as he looked at the world like it was his fucking oyster.

Such a goddamn pretty boy.

Who the fuck gave him the right?

"

 
- James describing Victor when he first sees him, chapter 2.  (via the-icecream-police)

Man, the passed two years have been such a learning experience for me, I’ve come out with a much better perspective, so much more knowledge of myself and the world around me, and I’m just all around more wise. 188 days in the hospital, relapses into my ED, brain surgery and loss of seizures and anxiety, and recovery to the point where I am today has really changed me.

I’m proud of myself near all the time, I’m not chock full of self doubt and sadness, and I have learned to love myself, good and bad. 

On May 25th 2012, I was about to jump off my balcony. Like, I was on the other side of the railing, ready. I was thinking what they’d find in the autopsy, and I actually thought ‘maybe a brain tumour’ and I laugh at that now because I actually had one.

anyway, I didn’t jump because my sister needed me, and I promised to give myself one more year to keep going in hopes that things would change. I made no promises to end anything at the end of the year, but I gave myself one year to do nothing but live and try and figure out what was happening to me to make myself feel that way.

In that year, I found my ED, brain tumour, and seizures, and on May 7th, 2013, I had the tumour removed and my life has changed so much! 

I’m free of sickness, and I feel anxiety where it is truly due, not just in every situation, and I have learned to cope with my feelings and don’t expect the world around me to tailor itself to me and my fears, but instead, I trust in myself that I can handle them when they pop up.

I’m going to start my apprenticeship to become a body piercer with my loved and respected piercer who has followed me through my recovery since I moved to Calgary. She has been a wonderful support for me, and I can’t want to be able to learn under her. All I need is my first aid training, and I can start!

At age 20, near 21, my life has begun and I’m okay. I’m seizure free, coping and working through the last of my ED, back on meds because I still have tiny itty bitty seizures, writing two books, and about to start the career I’ve wanted my whole life.

Give it one year, and really work to change things. You’d be surprised where you’ll end up in such a short time.

#I got to thinking yeah long stuff

"I never understood why people seem so keen to butt into other peoples lives and try to control their lifestyle, choices, likes, and dislikes so much. Then, I got to thinking; maybe they do it because they have so little control over their own lives, and they look for that control by putting it onto someone other than themselves."

 
- The Ice Cream Police
#book talk

"

Her skin was so clear and beautiful, a dark, shimmering cinnamon in colour and she wore it with pride and comfort.

I wonder what it would look like on me.

"

 
- James please don’t steal peoples skin that’s not nice. 
#book talk