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Back From Harry Potter
My one, dear follower, I’m telling you. And I still have your lighter; I keep it for the sole purpose of “I like lighters and stealing”. For other potential followers, I adore stealing things accompanied by I adore fire and all things flammable. That’s why lighters are my first choice of theft. I’m strange, I know. I can’t fix it. Quite frankly, I love being...
The winds have changed, you don’t care, you don’t recognize me at...– Cohen Hartman
Habits, Habits, Habits.
I don’t know why I check this compulsively. No one knows I’m here, nor did I tell them, nor are there many people I know here. I also don’t know why I write here daily (so far). It’d be awesome if I could make this into a Slendy blog. Haha. Anyways, I’m gonna go about my day. You stay here, all right?
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Well, here we are.
I suppose I am narcissistic enough to believe that people, somewhere, give a shit about what I think. So I made this, partially out of peer pressure, partially out of sheer boredom coupled with procrastination. I procrastinate often, I’d like you, the reader, to know, so don’t be surprised if I don’t keep a frequent “blog” or anything. Another thing I’d like...
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