I Look Like Some Sort Of Sewer Gremlin 80% Of The Time But I Spend At Least An Hour Making Myself Up

i look like some sort of sewer gremlin 80% of the time but i spend at least an hour making myself up before i leave the house because i want to be the most fuckable person at the grocery store, i want people to stare when i walk past them and they do. My silly little slut walks are the single reason im alive rn, my mood skyrockets every time someone double takes when they look at me. 

i fucking love this

Ah yes. Me. My boyfriend. And his shinigami.

I am stoned again, haven't smoked it like a month and it is actually beating me to death. i feel like im attached to my body by a piece of string.

There isnt enough lawlight content where light meets mello, near and matt. i dont even care if they hate or love him i just want to read about them all meeting and interacting yk

almost every single time i smoke the devils lettuce i write something and the go "this is the best piece of writing that has ever happened in the history of words" and then i pass out. the next morning i wake up, go "fuck yeh lets see what we got!" and its just 500 words of incomprehensible babble, whatever i was trying to write about is between stoned me and god