I originally drew this as a Sciles RB prompt, but the fic never panned out. So here you go, MORE BB!SKITTLES.
It’s really fucking sad that I have to reread sonnets from my ex to remind myself that I’m worth loving.
here we see a wild brendon urie stealing other band members to dispose of the competition
nobody’s ever really happy to find out they’ve stayed up too late.
it used to be a cool achievement but now it’s like
"fuck. god damn it. not again. shit."
Girl, Interrupted (1999)