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I log back in like every five months or so idk I’m only here for the trials of fatherhood post-canon salvis fic updates

I have a stuffy nose and a sore throat and I re-did my bio
          
          I am no longer single + uhhh oh yeah vanmourne go check it out on tumblr and uhh read the doc or something idk I named that shit and I own Bailey Peterson and the fuckers (Jack + Curtis) please we publicity

what the fuck who am I anymore (the name's Lance, blink blink) 
          
          Voltron has consumed my life someone help me 
          
          don't expect fics unless you want depraved cannibalism and weird aus
          
          what am I doing with my life

mothman.

Wsg gang it’s me beta reader
          :3

Habby birthday to me my parents are talking to each other in not very happy tones and it's two in the morning I'm gonna listen to slipknot until they quit 

hi i'm an emo kid now

these little motherfuckers are so fucking dumb one of them's British and the other's from fucking Boston and he's the epitome of the nineties (totally not julian fucking rose no siree he doesn't wear checkered shirts and cream his jorts at a saxophone solo) 

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          The urge to write a "will you be my fake boyfriend I told my parents I'd bring a boy home" is big right now I might actually do that.

thinking of changing my identity in a bit