i hate it when there’s that one really sad/emotional song on an album and it just hits you really hard in the heart during you’re otherwise relatively fun jamming session
Story goes that this entity is the most evil known out there and it seems to seek people of all ages that do not reblog this. The name non-tumblr users have already been killed and you’re next.
That is, if you reblog this, he’ll let you live. Now, do it. My friend Katy didn’t know how to reblog and within the hour, she died. I warned her but she didn’t
ok tumblr srsly i fucking hate you but that fucking picture ok i’ll reblog this
this is just so i can sleep alright tonight…
this looks like it’s from something but i can’t remember
fuck posts like this they are triggering and shitty
what kind of piece of shit skunk ape bat human hybrid with no eyes fucking seeks out people that don’t reblog a tumblr post what a shitty horror story this isn’t even that creative it’s just “hey look lts make its eyes black and give it an abnormally formed back and a bat nose okay its basically the kinkg the one and only skunk ape but it shaved”
there’s a lot of questions around panic at the disco but i think we should all be wondering how jon managed to get away with never having to wear eyeliner
Sunday nights are the worst you go to bed with that horrifying feeling of impending doom like “I’ve got a whole fucking week ahead”
Patrick Stump and Andy Hurley ♡
when none of ur internet friends are online
a peaceful walk in the woods really relaxes me. the fact that I’m dragging a body should be irrelevant.