TAYLOR ( FAKE. 😵 )

•Taylor Thorne ~ The life of the party ~ An original character created by Kieran. Dark themes such as m*rder, drüg & alcohol abüse, and mental illness, etc. A vampire living the college life. 18+ MDNI ( Edit by tr8shm8gic on tt ) More info below.

Oh boy I cant wait to be productive and do all the things I planned for today! My brain:

Besides the fact I’ve become so numb to being k¡II£d down here—- I just got k¡II£d in the most interesting and clever way possible so I can’t even be mad. Credit where credit is due. Props.

|| Gonna self promote @LineUpOrElse

/ / skip it until AFTER it gets hurt makes me sad Anyways

/ / Greninja gets st@bb£d in the eye with a kn¡fe ( to show like it’s last owner was Not Nice ) and then the Greninja gets powerful and takes revenge or whatever ( idk I haven’t watched the whole thing ) But it’s so upsetting and I hate it so much and the fact that I can’t ++

/ / Stupid complaint that has absolutely no relevance to anything but: I watch a lot of Pokémon videos on YT because I LOVE Pokémon. So my YT algorithm often gives me Pokémon related ads. There’s this one ad where it’s like a rip off mobile Pokémon game and a rip off ++

Ough

Soon as I see you, I’m putting a gag in your mouth.

@DEM0NICCREATOR surely working himself to his feet. Shoulders hunched. “Thank you. . .” He said, finally. “I don’t know why you’re helping me—- but, thank you.” Gratitude. There it was.

@DEM0NICCREATOR was going to get. But why? As far as Taylor could recall, he hadn’t hardly spoken to Lucifer since he’d arrived. . . Much less made a deal to be moved. Still. . . Who was he to question it? This offer could be on a timer for all he knew. So, he offers a nod. Slowly but ++

@corbleus As Promised the devil did as he said he would. Slipping into purgatory through the back door and finding the lost soul. As he watched for a moment. Befpre clearing his throat. The realm was ripe with the smell of death, decay and spilled blood as he scanned him over--

I—- I—- I’m—-

The *second I get back up there. . . .

S C O T T Y Jesusfuckingchrist—-

Scotty how is my cat

I’m dead who won’t me