——can’t believe there’s still dustdolls transin’ on these frequencies… it’s been so long since I’ve sent out sounds

survival has become the whole game. can’t remember what i was even fighting for…….


ALL HAIL THE LIZARD KING


summersinthesky:

Killjoy Photos. All screen caps from Dr. Death Defying Listening Party. The One on the top is Gerard (in case you couldn’t tell)

(via dontfuckwiththedeathdance)


florels:

the colours are so pretty wow

florels:

the colours are so pretty wow

(via shutterphantom)



Went on a little escapade to and fro between Zones once again. Had ta clear my head and fight some demons. Not sure if I’m fully back or no but I’m at least back at my base in Z5. Hit me up kiddies.


dontfuckwiththedeathdance:

itsroguesunshine:

/she averts her eyes and her frown is almost a pout/ Well it’s not every day your ex-boyfriend comes back from the dead. How the fuck are you supposed to react to that?

I wouldn’t know…. never had a zombie boyfriend before. Fuck I’ve never even had a boyfriend before. Yer not supposed to act any specific way, but you ain’t handlin’ it in a healthy way

/she rubs her head as though she has a headache/ I know, you’re right, it’s just… I don’t know how ta talk to him anymore. I can hardly look at the fucker.


dontfuckwiththedeathdance:

itsroguesunshine:

dontfuckwiththedeathdance:

itsroguesunshine:

/she sits up and stretches/ I can’t… /she rubs the back of her neck/ I can’t just… beat the everlovin’ sunlight out of him for no reason. /she thinks about what she said/ Okay, not for no reason. Unprovoked.

Well…/rubs her nose and cracks her neck/ Talk to him? Really talk to him

Why bother, when I know for a fact that it’ll lead to that confrontation?

Cuz ya can’t just keep avoiding him while walking around with all this ugly built up inside ya. You haven’t been yourself lately

/she averts her eyes and her frown is almost a pout/ Well it’s not every day your ex-boyfriend comes back from the dead. How the fuck are you supposed to react to that?


dontfuckwiththedeathdance:

itsroguesunshine:

/she sits up and stretches/ I can’t… /she rubs the back of her neck/ I can’t just… beat the everlovin’ sunlight out of him for no reason. /she thinks about what she said/ Okay, not for no reason. Unprovoked.

Well…/rubs her nose and cracks her neck/ Talk to him? Really talk to him

Why bother, when I know for a fact that it’ll lead to that confrontation?


dontfuckwiththedeathdance:

Why not jus’ stick yer fist into his rot and be done with it? That’s wat I would do…

/she sits up and stretches/ I can’t… /she rubs the back of her neck/ I can’t just… beat the everlovin’ sunlight out of him for no reason. /she thinks about what she said/ Okay, not for no reason. Unprovoked.