But I hate cotton balls. Fuck cotton balls.
“Become an alchemist.
Transmute base metal into gold,
suffering into consciousness,
disaster into enlightenment.”
Eckhart Tolle (via songsabouttheunspeakable)
what if magic was real but it was treated the way music is now with different genres and shit like “oh youre still into conjuring? thats cool I guess. recently ive been getting into third-wave post-necromancy, it’s some pretty heavy stuff”
*punches hole through casket* i forgot to clear my history
if you ever see me reblog something as a link please dont judge me im sorry im probably on mobile and didnt mean it
- Period: You want cookies
- Period: You want to fuck
- Period: You want to fuck while eating cookies.
- Period: Let's be sad about trivial things, shall we?
- Period: Kill them.
- Period: Kill them too.
- Period: Kill them and eat their cookies.
- Period: Shhhh it's okay you'll feel better soon.
- Period: HAHAHAHAHA NO YOU WON'T FUCK YOU.
- Period: Whoops you dropped a spoon better cry
blaze it? more like glaze it now how about some donuts