Went downtown to see some Comic-Con weirdos.
motionjessinwhite:

if I don’t reblog this assume I’m dead

I can’t remember when was the last time I felt this miserable, tbh.

weaknudes:

waking up cold: alright I need more blankies

waking up hot: covers thrown everywhere. sweat behind the kneecaps. 3 dead. the pillow is the sun. critical condition.

(Source: thiccthot, via cumfort)