Trash and Scraps
lachowskii

also sorry for basically dropping off the face of the planet recently. 

trying to balance school and group has been insane. i literally go from group almost straight to class. but now i’m on half days so that should help. 

September 01, 2014
21 hours ago ✞ 7 notes reblog

the therapists at the day hospital said that i can’t be watching or reading horror shit for a while to help reduce general anxiety but it’s killin me, man.

so i’ve been reading /r/letsnotmeet and it’s getting me my fix without inducing any fear or anxiety. 

but idk what it says about me that real life shit doesn’t scare me as bad as made up shit. 

September 01, 2014
21 hours ago ✞ 4 notes reblog

artists/writers/graphic makers/whatevers, do you ever look at something you’ve made and been like.. i made that??? how?? with these trash hands??

August 27, 2014
6 days ago ✞ 26 notes reblog

The primal thirst
that burns all women’s throats,
denied by eons of men.

Listen closely to the voice from hell, sweetheart.
“You are a queen;
don’t wait for a king.”

-Emily Palermo, Persephone (x)

August 27, 2014
6 days ago ✞ 139 notes reblog

*watching Hamish Macbeth with my parents*
Isobel: I'll have you for breakfast, Hamish Macbeth.
Dad: Whoo.. Gonna have herself a little Hamish sausage.
Me: DAD NO

August 26, 2014
1 week ago ✞ 30 notes reblog

Barney stares mutely down at the body on the floor, and the pool of blood spreading across the tiles. His face mouths silent words of horror, his voice a hushed croak of wind, and finally, when it finds some substance, it is the weak and desperate voice of the frightened.

"Fuck." He says

August 26, 2014
1 week ago ✞ 69 notes reblog

rumbelle honeymoon smut

August 24, 2014
1 week ago ✞ 147 notes reblog

werewolf!nosty prompted by snafu-moofins

August 23, 2014
1 week ago ✞ 41 notes reblog

"i'm robert carlyle doin-"
mom: stoP wATCHING THAT FUCKING VIDEO FOR THE LOVE OF GOD

August 23, 2014
1 week ago ✞ 54 notes reblog

there are two options for this als challenge thing: 

on one hand, i’d like bobby to jump about, cursin and shit. 

on the other hand, i’d like him just sit there like a sopping wet, smug, chilly bastard.