Doodle Bear!

“Ich wollt’ direkt Eis essen, als sich unsre Blicke trafen. Warum sag ich Eis essen? Ich wollte nicht ficken sagen.”

— GReeeN, Eis essen

I love how whenever you search tags on the dark side of tumblr it asks you “is everything ok?”

Like, yes Karen, everything is just fucking peachy.

me (an adult): yeah I’m thinking about running away

shitty parents will literally fill your ears constantly about how all worst things in the world would happen to you “in real life” and then act surprised when you develop a fucking anxiety disorder

“

if i die young, bury me in satin

lay me down

on a bed of roses;

send me away with the words

of a love song.

“

This hit a little too close to home tbh