Clearly a sacrifice to appease the demons responsible for flaw-free haircuts. 

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LEAVE ME ALONE, MOM. 

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markchristopherillustration:

Carry this burden now until the moment of your last breath.

Old Mary, full of grease,
Your heart stops within you. 
Scary are the fruits of your tomb, 
and harsh are the terms of your sentence.

shmemson:

the ghost with the most, babe

It’s showtime. 

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markchristopherillustration:

Look what’s in stock fuckers!

It will be mine. Oh yes, it will be mine.

hellyeahhorrormanga:

In Japanese folklore, Gashadokuro, also known as Odokuro, are giant skeletons, fifteen times taller than an average person.  They can reach huge sizes (up to about 90 feet tall), and are constructed from the bones of people who have died from starvation. Their bones are collected into this giant skeleton creature which is filled with intense anger and a thirst for human blood. He wanders around at night, grinding his teeth and making a “gachi gachi” sound. The giant skeleton towers so high above the ground and walks so quietly that he can be almost invisible. The only warning you get when the giant skeleton is near is a strange and inexplicable ringing in your ears.

If the Gashadokuro finds you, he will reach down with his bony hand and snatch you off the ground. Then he will pluck your head off and suck the blood out of your headless body until his thirst is quenched.

Paging Leah/Zani/Kaitlyn/everyone to this post to appreciate the newest folklore second-love of my life (Krampus is still reigning king of my heart). 

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alchemy:

I know it’s not Wednesday, but I am posting a gratuitous photo of myself anyway because A) I am fairly certain that the internet’s entire purpose is vanity no matter what day of the week it is and B) I really needed to show off the best purchase I’ve made in a while. I got these sunglasses as an impulse buy when I was in Baltimore with Kayleigh and Noelle, who got a matching pair. I’m still not sure if they’re supposed to be shaped like a bat or a spider in a web, but either way they are awesome.

Leaving so many of Zani’s tags because they are all so perfect, but, really though, this is a thing that happened and I could not love this babe (Kayleigh too) more than I do right now. Everyone should always hang out with me and let me force them to watch Workaholics and see He Is Legend with me and talk about the internet and discuss the things Laguna Beach did for the world and enjoy the fact that I actually speak in my Tumblr hashtags and indulge my needs for all the most spooky purchases. 

EVERY DAY OF MY LIFE IS THE WORST DAY OF MY LIFE.

theheftyhideaway:

realfun-funeral:

added some more things to my jacket.

 THAT HAT! THAT EVERYTHING! I love it!

This is everything that I need my vest to be.

(via abortionista)

NO CREEPS

mickeymousebullshit:

just kidding, creeps only

The truest of true statements. 

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Precious.

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Are you serious? I just want all of it on my body immediately. 

Truthfully, a girl can only resist making an “I’m batty for Hood Bats” pun for so long. I’m sorry to everyone who expected a higher standard of comedy here (no one), but I am blinded by how hard I love this stuff.

(Source: markchristopherillustration)

Sorry, actual fruit, but now that I know this was ever a thing, you’re not terribly important to me anymore. My loyalties are easily swayed.

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Spooky seizure (fearection?).

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