Whoever The Hell This Guy Is He Would Be Making Numbers Here

[muttering to myself as I rifle through ancient tomes and scrolls] girl on girl... girl on girl... [getting increasingly agitated] where is it. WHERE IS IT!!! DAMN AND BLAST!!! [throws a dagger across the room, slitting my lackey's throat and embedding in the center of a mural of a lily flower. the flower depresses into the wall, and an unseen mechanism begins to click. the wall opens up, revealing rows of shelves stacked high with dusty old tomes.] [I walk into the room, kicking my lackey's corpse out of the way] [I pick up a book and leaf through it] [it's yaoi]

if tumblr still wants to turn this site around they should add breeding

Wake up, honey. A New Undertale email just dropped

TO THE WORLD

thinking about them

sleep is so nice like…girl…bye

I like to imagine angels viewing us as littol creetures

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