It's all about the moon.

I am afraid you shall die. 

Film it.  I’ll turn it into a sensitive documentary.

Asked hiddlesgirl

I guess so.  But it wasn’t that to begin with, it’s been changed a million times.

Also, trust me on this, Benedict Cumberbatch does not care about a post on Tumblr. 

Asked raeych

It’s ok, I know you didn’t mean to murder my Mother.  I understand that the goblins made you do it.  I forgive you.

(what are you sorry for, by the way?)

No.  I am Satin, from Moulin Rouge.  I died of consumption in Paris. 

I learned that the greatest thing I’ll ever learn is to have loved and been loved in return.

Then I coughed up some blood, sang about diamonds and died.

Sad really.

I don’t remember making a Satan post.

Please, enlighten me.

Yep, I know.  But I have a main blog that I’ve given up on, so making this a regular blog would be like masturbating with a fistful of razorblades.  While crying.  And squirting lemon juice at my horse-like genitalia.

"the-bearded-poet won’t be arsed to find this post".

That’s what it said.

Not as many as you’d imagine.  It hovers around 700.

I’m a poet.  And I’m ACTUALLY bearded, so I found your URL offensive and I cried.

Regarding your picture, Xbox/PC Headset - GUARANTEED to get the girls/boys (delete as applicable).  Also your room is messy and that e-fag does nothing for you.  Plus, your love of Ponies is just weird. 

I recommend growing an actual beard.  And shooting your ponies in the face.  Metaphorically, of course, I’m not a monster.

Asked lacommuniste

I’m like you, only prettier.