You Will Never Snatch My Whimsy - Tumblr Posts

tommorow and tommorow and tommorow creep by at this petty pace from day to day.

pleasepleaseplease someone or anyone come talk to me i’m dying i need human interaction </3 say anything to me idc just say SOMETHING.

SOMETHING….

(Get it cause you asked me to say something? :3)

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Your begging is absolutely pathetic. Yet… Fascinating. It’s enthralling seeing this hidden side of you. Why, I might even make you my full time devotee one day. That is unless you are able to hold onto your pride. Though, I doubt fragile wall of yours can stand it any longer~

How adorable, mortal things are~

-pwince

something is a curious thing. it poses as many questions as it does answers, making for a wholly unsatisfying conclusion, but it serves its purpose. something cannot exist without nothing. something is the very act of not being nothing. something is the joy of creation. something is the being of life. something is common in all of us. we are something. no one knows exactly what thing. perhaps they might be able to figure out little parts of something. but they’ll never know it wholly, or it wouldn’t be something anymore. it would be nothing, because they’d have figured it out. something is a glorious image of the opposite of nothing, and yet something will always end up as nothing. something cannot be defined as anything except for itself; the absence of nothing.

thanks for listening to my Ted talk i may have been waiting for this moment ahem ANYWAYS

i don’t hide myself from anyone! people just don’t notice. but i’m so glad his majesty has an opinion on me! opinions are truly intr- okay nevermind not going down that path one Ted talk per ask is enough. i’d love

erm, i mean, be mildly interested in the future prospect of being a full time devotee…. but then, of course, you’d have to succumb to becoming my full time husband. i gotta catch ‘em all. 😚

i do, however, regret to inform you that my pride is not going anywhere anytime soon. my self esteem is constantly high and i always love myself muahahahahaahha i have the superpower of not being insecure!!! and yet i’m still like this…………sigh. hmm. okay, maybe not ALL not insecure. like a majority not insecure. my wall is made out of, like, 70% concrete, 20% glass and 10% carnal desire for pain ahem anyway

THANK YOU FOR TALKING TO ME. i’m lonely ahahahahah does it show.

10% is still better than none, dearest. You’ll break one day, I just have to keep up this act for long enough. And soon, I can proudly say your soul is mine.

A mortal can only hold back for so long. Perhaps the anticipation is what makes the break all the more amusing to watch~

On a scale on boxers to billie jean, how would you rate my performance on the pantalone scale :33

-pwince

stop don't call me 'dearest' i'll swoon :( good news, my carnal desire for pain has increased by 0.5% after reading this ask. so theoretically,,, anyone could manipulate me into doing anything for them by talking to me enough teehee take notes people

you'll still be left anticipating for a while though! not today.

AS A SELF PROCLAIMED EXPERT ON THE PANTALONE SCALE- you're like a, luxurious chaise lounge that normal people are too scared to sit on because it's too expensive.

hello to you who is reading this, give me attention please and thank you x

i had the weirdest most elaborate vividest dream ever last night for some reason it was about Dottore and Pantalone experimenting on children and baking cakes with cyanide as one does and then I was there for some reason and they were looking for my poem which had won some kind of award the previous year because for some reason it was relevant to their experimenting and they found it because some random friend from like five years ago had written the poem down on her fan and then they finished like experimenting and were leaving also for some reason they had a group chat….. but like with only two people and then they experimented people and i and Pantalone were like climbing stairs and i wanted to join the fatui but they were like no so i snuck in to their palace and then Pantalone killed me wtf

hi please give me attention x ewxqjxwiZaoaooskooaxskookasxjioxsaoijasxojiiijchiuwehucweiubweibucwubbwceucwbeuibciuelibwcdiubcdsbhkjaskdbhjcjasbcscnkdjbksjcskjdcbhkjhdksjchbcsdbjkhcsjdbkhscjbhdbdsjchjhsdbhalihuaerch 👾

:(

anyone wanna be the patient to my psychologist (i discovered the two yesterday and i love them idv is 10x better because they exist)

the two possible futures i see for myself are rich person or philosopher drug addict. the two are mutually exclusive it’s going to be one or the other so we’ll see

i got us banned for a total of one hour and nine minutes when playing idv....! i'm so talented at this

my lip is bleeding, who wants to lick it off ;D

i genuinely think i'm pretty. like i've always had high self esteem in that regard. i'm still not over the one time i borrowed my friend's corset and wore it over a ruffled dress shirt and may have fallen in love with myself in the mirror like if i stopped dressing lazily it would be OVER for you guys!! lesbians watch out once my fashion game steps up i'm coming for you!! /silly

when people like my posts i can confirm that i am literally giggling and kicking my feet. yes yes, give me attention!! don't stop now!