I'm Lilly. This blog is a slapdash of multiple fandoms, though the main ones are Welcome to Night Vale, Doctor Who, and miscellaneous. Sometimes I just get really passionate about history and philosophy and religion and ugh all that stuff. Here there be lots of gay. Also comics, books, movies, words, reference, writing advice, doodles, quotes, Huffley-puffley things. I suggest going to the 'about' for a more in-depth look at my fandoms and tags.
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[makes several vague hand gestures and various noises rather than giving an actual answer]
What To Do When Your Boyfriend’s Asshole Best Friend Says, “Hey, Never Trust Anything That Bleeds For Seven Days And Doesn’t Die,
OR The Only Poem I’ll Ever Write About Periods.
Don’t excuse him because he’s had
at least three lite beers
and is sweating through his black button down
that his mom or exgirlfriend
probably bought him.
Don’t excuse him because he’s been turned down
by the last six girls he went on dates with
after meeting them on tindr
with a picture that’s seven years old
Don’t excuse him because
he’s usually such a nice guy
because you don’t want to be a bitch
because you don’t want to cause a scene
because when you were seventeen
your sister told you
no one likes an angry feminist
Let me explain something to you.
Every goddamn motherfucking month since I was eleven,
a part of me
tore itself to shreds
ripped itself apart inside me
and then remade itself.
So yes, I bleed for seven days
and I don’t die
You know what else can do that?
Things of legend.
Fuck, I can even
So I say, never trust anything that can’t
bleed for seven days and not die.
You know what that makes it?
So let’s see, hon,
What you’re made of.
If you can bleed for seven days
and not die.
Rip out his jugular with your teeth.
And when he bleeds for seven seconds
spit on his corpse and say,
I thought not.
Twinkle twinkle little slut
Name a guy you haven’t fucked.
Was he skinny?
Was he tall?
Nevermind you did them all.
Twinkle twinkle little bitch
Close your legs it smells like fish.
Twinkle twinkle little shit
Try to think of this a bit:
Does it affect
You at all
Who has sex or none at all?
No it doesn’t, little shit,
Shut your fucking mouth you twit.
i like that the SPN description on Netflix is ‘Siblings Dean and Sam crisscross the country, investigating paranormal activity and picking fights with demons, ghosts, and monsters’
it makes it sounds like the demons, ghosts, and monsters are like just hanging out and all of a sudden dean and sam show up and like bug the shit out of them
“hey wendigo, nice wig, what’s it made of?”
“YOUR DEAD MOM’S CHEST HAIR”