I’ll start
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ok so im married to vocaloid, WHOOP WHOOP
So, either I get left at the altar, or I leave the groom at the altar. Either way, someone’s not getting their pidgeotto.
Getting impaled on my wedding day
Apparently
What can you do
oki
I apparently destroy a helicopter with an axe.
Pretty boss.
My Brother and I?
Yeah, that’s probably going to happen.
Whut.

…
be so hot
(Source: the-best-of-a-fandom)
Can someone explain to me why these tumblr anons hate me so much? Like what is really wrong with me that people have to be that rude..
it’s probably your username to be honest honey. “depressionandsuicide” is like an invite for shits to be shit to you. Just turn off the anon questions in your settings k :)
They’re self doubting enough already if they want to die, guys.
and mine’s going to Canada.
I don’t think it will come back in the end.
I hardly see it here in England
so I know it’s safe,
I know it’s cared for.
I know it always shall be.
But imagine;
Christmas
without a heart.
Without the part that loves,
protects,
understands.
Leaving an empty chair
one less plate
one less glass
that bit extra food.
No one
to wind me up
to make sarcastic comments
to make me lose the game.
A busy house
seemingly full
feeling half empty.
They say
‘home is where the heart is’,
and mine’s going to Canada.
Maybe my heart will be returned early
I think I’ll tell them,
‘keep it.’
(Source: tactical-facepalm)










