isthatwhatyoumint:

from a dream last night

asktheheiress:

by

medik:

these spectables are spectaculre

Or, y’know, ignore me.

That’s cool, too.

Tumblr Queue won’t listen to me.

ffffffff.

*pap* you okay?

That doesn’t matter.

And bah.

My queue is fucking up.

It’s supposed to post once every 30 minutes.

Not every fucking minute in a row. =.=”

cancerouslust:

sirhonksalot:

cancerouslust:

sirhonksalot:

But, m’lady, that just makes me wish to get to know you even more so!

HMMM

FINE

WHERE DO YOU WANT ME TO START?

From the beginning, as all Good Yarns are spun from!

WELL WHEN I WAS A GRUB I WAS LEFT HERE ON EARTH. DON’T REMEMBER BY WHO OR WHY THOUGH. HUMANS KEPT ME AS A PET AND TREATED ME AS SUCH. I DIDN’T LEARN TO TALK FOR THE LONGEST TIME BECAUSE THEY WOULD TALK TO ME IN THE WAY THAT ALL HUMANS. WHEN I MOLTED AND GREW ARMS AND LEGS I WAS PUT INTO AN ORPHANAGE WHERE I WAS FEARED AND NEVER ADOPTED.

WELL THAT WAS MY CHILDHOOD

That sounds pretty fun. Except for the part on how you never revolted and killed all whom happened to oppose you, that is.

Do continue the story, howmever!~

iheartyoshi:

shawnasaurus:

People only talk to me when they need someone to talk to. When they need me, they lean on me. Then they leave.

Pretty much. I’m used to it though. 

I’m the “back up” everything.