bi, I like horror and art, I write sometimes when I feel like it, she/her, 18
221 posts
Emily: I’ve accidentally indulged in to much ‘me time’
Emily: Turns out, I’ve been reported missing for six months and presumed dead by most local and national authorities.
Emily: .......
Emily: I hope they make a Buzz Feed about me.
Store Worker *over the loudspeaker*: Would Aaron Hotchner please come to the front desk?
Hotch, arriving at the desk: Hello, is there a problem?
Store Worker: *points to Spencer and Y/N*
Store Worker: I believe they belong to you?
Spencer and Y/N: We got lost :(
Hotch: I didn’t even bring you guys here with me-
I hate the way I look,
I hate my smile,
I hate the way I talk,
But you loved everything about me
You took all the hate and replaced it with love I never had before
Now I'm left with the essence of your love mixing with my hate not understanding how I could ever let you go
I hate myself more than ever
Cat: You're in Spencer's DM's, I'm in his police report
Cat: We are not the same
Me a supposed writer that has never written anything public in my life when I can't find a fanfic thats pacific to the random scenario I thought of at 3:00am: Am I- am I just supposed to wright it myself??? 🤨🤨🤨
"please don't kill me mr.ghostface I wanna be in the sequel"
I'ma name her alieen she's a demon or alien I haven't decided yet that feeds on human flesh
It's not the best but it's something