“If I met you in real life…” Finish it in my ask.
(Source: mental-suicide)
“It’s been weeks since I’ve fed…”
“…and I’m starting to feel it. I can feel him scratching at the walls, howling in hunger. I knew when I agreed to this that it wouldn’t be easy. I knew people would have to die, to give their lives to sustain mine, but it’s still not easy. Nonetheless, it’s better me than someone else. No one will miss me. When it’s finally time to give myself over completely and let him wreak havoc whilst I sit back and watch helplessly from the viewing window of my mind, no one will mourn the loss of my being. Of my soul. After all, it’s not worth fighting against. He’s shown me what’s to come. He says it’s time for me to go, he’s through waiting. Time to kill another.”
Send me a colour guys.
- Yellow:
- Orange:
- Lilac:
- Beige:
- White:
- Purple:
- Tangerine:
- Gray:
- Green:
- Gold:
- Black:
- Blue:
- Magenta:
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- Peach:
- Pink:
My new incense holder. Good for rods and cones. Came with a pack of Dragon’s Blood.
48 hours in…
…and something is happening. I’m not sure exactly what, but we got a lot of sun here today and I think it started the sprouting process. I’ve got the CFL on it right now, but it was a pretty clear day. Tomorrow is supposed to be the same, so I’m hoping they start growing pretty quick. I’m not sure what I’m going to do once they start getting bigger. Prolly repot, but not putting them in the garden. I don’t need to be the cause of an invasive plant species because the runners got out of the gate.



