its not like you all didn’t know because im really ass at like- keeping things hidden

i figured out who lied to me though!!! oh wow and i sure was suprised at what some of these people on here thought about me. anywho, at least i got the truth outta them

nitrogen isnt real, never was

simply made this account for shits and giggles untill too many people giggled about me and i decided to shit on them

props to those who knew who i was and kept me hidden, they’re the real ones

also, imagine being a two faced liar bro i never expected that plot twist.

if you still dont get it,

jordan’s not back because she never left <3

Im ass at facial anatomy so im PROUD

if someone asks you something politely and you dont talk to them much, please dont reply like you have a stick up your ass <//3

happy valentines day for all you

straights

gays

lesbiens,

bis, pans, and omnis

and obvi the poly ppl

and the one random teenage girl who’s probably posting on tiktok about how single she is for pure attention

GHOSTFACE

I HAVENT EVEN WATCHED THE MOVIE BUT HES SO ZESTY LIKE WHAT-

Whatever happened to the young, young lovers?
One got shot and the other got lost in
Drugs and punks and blood on the street
Blood, blood on her knees
Bloody history (yeah)

Whatever happened to the hayloft?
Burnt to the ground, and what about Pop?
He took his ass back to the crack shack
With his long johns on, singing that old song

My baby’s got a gun, my baby’s got a gun
My baby’s got a gun, I better run
My baby’s got a gun, it goes
Boom, boom, crack, ga-ga-ga-ga, boom, boom

An eye for an eye, a leg for a leg
A shot in the heart doesn’t make it unbreak
She really didn’t wanna make it messy
She really, really didn’t, but the girl gone cray

My baby’s got a gun, my baby’s got a gun
My baby’s got a gun, I better run
My baby’s got a gun, it goes
Boom, boom, crack, ga-ga-ga-ga, boom, boom

She crucify (she crucify)
She crucify (she crucify)
She crucify (she crucify)
Hey Pop, you die, you die

My baby’s got a gun, my baby’s got a gun
My baby’s got a gun, I better run
My baby’s got a gun, it goes
Boom, boom, crack, ga-ga-ga-ga, boom, boom
My baby’s got a gun, my baby’s got a gun

My baby’s got a gun, my baby’s got a gun
My baby’s got a gun, I better run
My baby’s got a gun, it goes
Boom, boom, crack, ga-ga-ga-ga, boom, boom

My baby’s got a gun, my baby’s got a gun
My baby’s got a gun, I better run
My baby’s got a gun, it goes
Boom, boom, crack, ga-ga-ga-ga, boom, ga-ga-ga-ga

She’s not a bad kid
She’s not a bad kid
But she had to do it
She had to do it
They’re not a bad kid
But they had to do it
They couldn’t not
They had to face off

She’s not a bad kid
But they had to do it
She had to crack
She had to kill Pop

𖤐𝐸𝓂𝒾𝓁𝓎 𝑀𝑒𝓇𝓇𝒾𝓂𝒶𝒸𝓀𖤐

“So… You got a boyfriend…?~”

‘why, do you want to ask me on a date…?’

“Maybe~ Do you have a boyfriend?”

‘…no-’

“You never told me your name…~”

‘…why do you want to know my name…?’

“I want to know who i’m looking at.”

Blake, The gay© Blue rasberry.

me after eating apple sauce that expired in 2022 because i like appl sauc

sorrows i wouldn’t idk

sorrows depends on the oc

Carrie had an… odd relationship with Sofi to say the least. When she had first been taken in, it was somewhat awkward. They had wound up growing closer, similar to roomates? It was hard to say. Though Carrie’d be lying if she said they were still… that close?

Sofi is obviously very upset by this. But she didn’t try to force a relationship on Carrie, as she was a teenager going through… teenager things. She hadn’t actually been a teenager in a while, so it was hard to say. She wouldn’t exactly say she had some sort of ‘motherly instinct’ when taking care of the teenager, because she didn’t. Carrie wasn’t even… normal. She didn’t mean to be rude while saying this, but she was- different. Crazy? An understatement. Sofi could hardly count the amount of times she’s seen Carrie walk into the house, covered in blood. (Usually, Sofi didn’t even know if it was Carrie’s or not.)
What frustrated Sofi, is Carrie never opened up. Almost never. There were a few, (yet quite rare) moments where Sofi’d find herself sitting on the light grey couch in the living room, holding that usually stoic teenager, in her arms; sobbing.
She still can’t get that one moment out of her head. That one moment where Carrie practically begged her for something she could never do.
“I know you can. Just- Kill me. Please.”

he’s like in his 60s-70s right but hes like not too much taller than me (i’m 4’9") and he has like the face of a 12 yo boy with grey hair and at church yesterday he was wearing a shirt of WOLVES HOWLING TO THE MOON. he also has this big ass fucking truck that he needs a sTOOL just to get up onto. He’s so proud of it, it’s like a little boy showing off his daddy’s truck. he thinks he’s so badass

Siloxa when your mom’s screaming at you to get your ass up to leave the house eyelashes arent very important. The pount was the red eyes and dialated pupil anyway

(Sh excuses not to eyelash)

Bro:

(Basically a 5 min doodle, its shit lmao)

Blake, The gay© you still do /j /hj