MARCHPORT
People observe the color of the day only at its beginnings and ends, but to me it's quite clear that a day merges through a multitude of shades and intonations, with each passing moment. A single hour can consist of thousands of different colors. Waxy yellows, cloud-splat blues. Murky darknesses.
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sunny-eyed:

sollux i hate you 
yummytomatoes:

Can you do one thing for meJust let me go
yummytomatoes:

readysetjeans:

A bonus Gamzee I gave to Riri…I kind of liked it.

getonmyblogPRECIOUSTHINGNGFDKFD
thedarndestblog:

I wish I was funny.
*song starts playing*
me: creates a whole oscar worthy montage in my head with flashbacks dramatic shots fade outs and everything of my otp