flung out of space

Dracula Daily sketch for May 3rd.

In which Jonathan sends a letter.

cannot wait for my book club in which we read the same book very slowly every year to start up again tomorrow

being paranoid is funny bc like well what if i'm right

you ever feel like you were born with something rotten inside you and if people get close enough they’re gonna find out

Stevie Nicks doing her makeup in her apartment (1978)

My brain: You have so many tight deadlines. So many things on your weekly schedule. So many important jobs. You have to get important work done!!!

My hands:

let's play a game it's called how long can i pretend i don't have basic needs and human emotions

people are saying everything is a love language nowadays. and they right. love is in everything u fucking geniuses

Vincent van Gogh Skull with burning cigarette, 1885

why do all the words sound heavier in my native language?

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i just know their sex life is gonna be OBSCENE

French and British soldiers sharing a light at Étaples, c 1915.

sorry for acting batshit crazy I was feeling a little unwanted

fuck sex I wanna make that boy forget all them dark days he had