ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴡʜᴏʟᴇ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴅᴇᴀᴅ ᴛʜɪɴɢ; — ʟɪᴋᴇ ғᴏʀ ᴀ ɢɪғ/sʜᴏʀᴛ sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇʀ — ᴅᴍ ᴛᴏ ᴘʟᴏᴛ ᴋɪɴᴅʟʏ ʀᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇᴛ.

ᴡʜᴀᴛ's ᴛʜɪs? ᴡʜᴀᴛ's ᴛʜɪs?

When one was friends with the dead, they often forgot how mortal they truly were. It was easy, the forgetting, as a handful of restless ghosts led him through the dark street lamps sputtering around him. Landon followed them, unknowing that they followed @NIGHTSMlSTRESS's call

He's getting out of the house for a bit. Just to wander.

//im caught up and I don't know what to do with myself

//i got my basic bitch on with this pumpkin spice latte and I'm ready for death.

ᴏʜ, ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴏ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴀʟʟ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴅᴀʀᴋᴇsᴛ ʀᴏᴀᴅs, ɪ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ'ᴠᴇ ғᴏʟʟᴏᴡᴇᴅ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʏ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴀᴠᴇʏᴀʀᴅ.

Nobody: Landon:

//dru: soft witch, lots of crystals and a fun little ghost cat, fuxks more demons than he probably should. Cal: Mr steal your man, burns flowers to lure men to their doom, feeds priests to the devil, spooky 24/7

He's been told he needs more /living/ friends. How does one go about that.

The living are just so...boring.

//interactions? spare interactions?

//but is this a mood or an offer tho

//hi, I'm icarus and I am but one anxious gay in a sea of anxious gays.

//thank fuck, what are we doing and where

//cassian is a soft boi, I say

//if anyone has a personal,, I need more mutuals,,,