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belovvedknight:

THERE HE GOES
BLOCKING ME OUT LIKE GOOD MALWARE BLOCKS YOU OUT OF YOUR OWN SHIT.

THANKS, BUDDY.

i wwas goin to make it into a jpg fuzzy image but i aint sure i remember howw to go doin that

so i guess youre lucky im lettin up easy this time

belovvedknight:

HERE WE ARE AGAIN, WITH THE SAME MAN, HIS PAINED VISAGE WREAKING HAVOC ON MY VASCULAR ORGAN, PAN, AND EMOTIONS. THE PHOTO EVEN APPEARS TO BE ‘GLITCHED’ THIS TIME, EMPHASISING THE UNENDING DISTASTE AND OVERALL LACK OF DESIRE TO ASSOCIATE WITH ME.

HERE HE IS.

MY WORST NIGHTMARE.

BUT AREN’T YOU ALWAYS AN ASSHOLE?

no

ugggggggh 1tz from 4 hum4n comm3rc14l? 1t m34nz ‘why not both?’

belovvedknight:

PEOPLE ALWAYS ASK ME: ‘Karkat, why do you always say you’re breaking up with your moirail?’

WELL, FOLKS. HERE IT IS. THE DEEP, DARK, DIRTY SECRET THAT MY MOIRAIL HAS BEEN HIDING. HE DETESTS ME. HE DETESTS KARKATS. I GET ONLINE AND THIS IS THE SHIT I SEE ON MY DASH.

A MAN LOOKING INTO MY OCULAR ORBS, HIS EXPRESSION UNCOMFORTABLE AND PUT OFF AS IF HE CAN LOOK RIGHT THROUGH THIS COMPUTER SCREEN AND INTO MY OCULAR ORBS AND SEE EVERYTHING I’VE EVER DONE. AS IF EVERYTHING ABOUT ME FROM MY PERPETUAL FROWN AND MY CONSISTENTLY AMAZING SWEATERS GRINDS HIS GEARS DOWN TO THE VERY CORE OF HIM.

SO HERE HE IS
PUTTING HIS HANDS UP AND PRACTICALLY PUSHING ME AWAY WITH JUST A GESTURE. THAT MAN, THE ONE RIGHT THERE WITH THE EYES THAT PRACTICALLY RADIATE A ‘PLEASE STAY TWO HUNDRED PACES AWAY AT ALL TIMES’, IS THE PERSONIFICATION OF HOW MY MOIRAIL FEELS ABOUT KARKAT VANTAS.

pretty sure its the latter

porqu3 no los dos?

wwhat

am i truly vvaguebloggin about someone

or am i just bein an asshole

I AM LEGEND is the one wwith the zombies right

I’M LAUGHING SO HARD I MIGHT CRY

'shitty romcoms' more like 'the imaginary lovve story present in I AM LEGEND'

makes more fuckin sense