Idk What This Means - Tumblr Posts

The gays have three genres: Pirates, Cowboys, or Immortals

sapnap walking into the dream team house after a week of dnf being trapped inside together cause of the hurricane like Damn why it smell like burnt rubber in here 🤨

I think I might just be... Working in an Andes Mints factory somewhere... In 1994... But that's when I was born... So...??

Your Tumblr username decides your profession. How is your first day at work?

There's someone staring

At me

From the mirror

On the wall

Who is it?

A girl?

A boy?

It's me

who up pumping they pneumatophore

Last night I had a dream that I was at a family gathering and for some reason Elon Musk showed up and someone asked him to choose the music to play and I was so offended, I woke up

𝐌𝐘 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 ˏˋ°•*⁀➷

klaroline drabble 🫶🏻

Waffles strewn with otherworldly quantities of syrup, as tiny spirals of heavenly pity blossom through the monotonous turmoil of realism. Her corn blue irises scanning the diner, with nothing but red scarlet color dripping all over it.

A beautiful relationship between two people; flows smoothly when introduced in excellent language. It is nothing like a dream with such amazing participation. The feeling of being intertwined as one. A bond steadily a lovestruck so sweetly reciprocated, blissfully ignorant of the throat-scratching yells and anxious headaches. Only an ideal existence could compare to exchanging ever-growing grins and infectious compare to sad case of nothingness.

Caroline glanced at the man in front of her as the red crimson color stain his shirt, his curls. He move to sit across her, taking a bite of her waffle, “Had fun?”

Klaus did not reply as he offered her his hand, which she gladly accepted it. His hands planted on her waist as they swayed to nothing but the steady of their dead hearts. His lips brushing against her ear, “Always my love.”