the wip hasn't killed me... yet.

The novel isn't going to write itself. I should know; I tried to get it to.

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Aquarius: Your boyfriend is trapped in an alternate desert dimension. it is difficult to say when he will return. Perhaps take up drinking while crying in a quiet room. Wow, that’s a very specific and painful horoscope. Thanks for nothing, stars.
Cecil breaking everyone’s hearts again  (via genuinedeadpool)

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Taurus: Someone misses you a lot, Taurus. And even though you have endless time trapped out in a nightmarish desert hellscape, you have a hard time making a phone call longer than 10 minutes. Maybe call a bit more than you do, Taurus. Yup, that’s just some astrological advice from the stars.
Cecil telling exactly how he feels (via genuinedeadpool)

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foxmittens:

doraisnotafork:

kirklandork:

66-seals-of-fuck-you:

teamshercock:

morango-flutuante:

holly shit.

image

I’m not an artist and I jizzed myself.

If you get this for an artist, it’s pretty much a guarantee you’ll get laid that night.

tag your porn

I looked at this and had an orgasm

hate to burst your bubble, but if you gave this to an artist there is zero chance of you getting laid because I don’t think you would be able to pry them away from this thing of beauty long enough.

(Source: assassincreeds, via honoredlineage)

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assassinregrets:

assassinregrets:

NO

ONE

SWEATS LIKE WILL GRAHAM

HAS MORE PETS THAN WILL GRAHAM

NO ONE OUTLINES MORE CHALK SILHOUETTES THAN WILL GRAHAM

"I USE ANTLERS IN ALL MY INVESTIGATING"

OH WHAT A GUY WILL GRAHAM

NO ONE DREAMS LIKE WILL GRAHAM

CHOKES BACK SCREAMS LIKE WILL GRAHAM

NO ONE’S COMING APART AT THE SEAMS LIKE WILL GRAHAM

"I’M ESPECIALLY GOOD AT HALLUCINATING"

OH WHAT A GUY WILL GRAHAM

(via happily-obsessing-about-chilton)

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