relationship status: (drives through the night while 80s synthpop plays in the background)
So I have to disappear for a little while. I have a lot of stuff happening, and I didn’t want to be a shitty blogger and disappear for however long and make it look like an unused account. I will come back, but for now I’m not so sure how long the hiatus will be.
goodbye for now, earthlings.
there’s really no way of knowing exactly how many lives tjlc has claimed
OH MY GOD THAT WOULD BE SO SO PERFECT I’M GONNA CRY
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Philip x Toaster (Phoaster) fic, found by a-splitting-of-frerard.
I haven’t read it yet but I had to share it ASAP. I don’t even know what’s in it, jiminy fragging cricket…
I’m exposing so many people to this. Such an honour…
When one of my family members asks why I don’t have a boyfriend
my aesthetic is the kid on the playground who tells all the other kids that ring around the rosie is about the black plague