Yeahwhatevercolonslash - Untitled

with my first ever paycheck i bought myself two canisters of helium incase i ever wanted to kill myself so i hid them in my closet and then i ended up living so they were just there for years and i finally decided to get rid of them so i recruited my mom to help me dispose of them properly bcs they’re literally metal canisters of compressed gas so you gotta recycle them properly and her response was to put them on her church-mom-swap group chat saying ‘my daughter bought these for a special occasion that never came to pass, they’re available for free if anyone can pick them up!!’ speechless.

Whoops wouldn't want to vague about anyone

Will these thoughts ever stop?

I'm the back up

I'm the guy you go to when you don't want to be alone

cure 97

DC's 'Twas the 'Mite Before Christmas #1 - "Streaks in the Sky" (2023)

written by Michael W. Conrad art by Gavin Guidry & Ryan Cody

I just want to go to sleep and never wake up again.

You fight for her. You don't even try with me anymore