The girls are keeping their eyes on the long white lines. The girls are gripping the wheel and stomping the pedal. The girls are feeling something they’ve never felt before. Something between awestruck and horrified. The girls are trying to stare at the road ahead. The girls never even heard the sirens. The girls have spent over three hours at the wheel. The girls are laughing like hell.
Does anyone want to go on a Stephen king coming of age adventure with me?? We can fight a clown or we could find a dead body?? Your choice, I'm not picky
Lord Huron has been rotting my brains for the better part of the year so far. This is the result of that
Can I just say the cover art for the cosmic selector is GORGEOUS
we don’t talk about that part of the book..
lowk trauma
Dead fandom this, dead fandom that
I stil interact and am apart of the fandom based on a fucking crazy ass book from the 80’s that a guy wrote so fucking high on crack cocaine that there’s a part of the book everyone collectively ignores and pretends doesn’t exists.
Omg I’m scared to see who the new pope is
“i never see you at the club” ok well i never see you on ao3 at 2am reading about the same two bitches falling in love for the 1000th time in the 500th way
I literally asked the teacher for help bc adobe DOESNT WORK and all she said was “interesting” and told me to try again
WHAT DO YOU THINK IVE BEEN DOING?????
modern reddie first date and it's them seeing the minecraft movie together
subscribing to a fic isn’t enough I need the author to blast a bat signal into the night sky whenever they update
I love cardinals