I Blog For Girls Who Are Umm Relentlessly Tormented. By The Misery

YES!!!! NEIL!!!!!

You all know what tomorrow is

It's okay... u can say Frankenstein... I understand...

one thing about me is I will always enjoy a special and miserable little man

if you’re ever losing an argument hit’em with the “you want me.”

They're probably Frankensteining it in there or something idk not my business

lightening struck the capitol building on new years eve... not any kind of omen or anything

My boss makes a dollar, I have depression, that's why I cry on company time.

Trying to make an american jiangshi by taping a mcdonalds receipt to the corpses forehead

In pure, unholy, spite of the people on my bus who don't know what day it is,

This is Neil, and he is banging out the tunes.

Can we get...??? The screen cap??? Or???

coupled with like. you know how in mandy there’s that scene where she walks out of the water and he looks at her through the fire and the only look we get at her is from the neck up and she looks like this gaunt and kind of grotesque and incredibly beautiful otherwordly thing with one enormous throbbing eye. and you’re like oh he loves her.