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[benzobucky]

GUYSGUYS just hear me out HEAR ME OUT

[chemevan]

the he look at the he

[bastardsofravenkroft-blog]

tired of everyone saying gway is such a good writer blah blah THEY’RE NOT. it’s just neat aesthetics wrapped in half a concept with a sprinkle of actual content. that’s it.

[k1llj0yr4wr]

Is Mike Milligrams jacket a reference to Christianity or anything of that sort?

I want to remake his jacket, but im not sure if the back of it is a direct reference to christianity or not. Its not an issue or anything like that, id just like to know before i do it. Ive looked it up everywhere and i havent gotten an answer. :)

[punkmilligram]

this is a mike’s side shave appreciation post

[tinybeep]

no one come at me but maybe mike milligram deserved to have his ramones records taken. that’s what you get maybe try listening to some better punk

[bastardsofravenkroft-blog]

stealing a 1979 trans am from somewhere and doing weird shit to my hair come join

[bastardsofravenkroft-blog]

Realized i posted them to the wrong blog so here they are now.

I’ll probably never change the url, so bookmarking should be safe and ad free forever!

happy reading!!

[bastardsofravenkroft-blog]

Im uploading all the issues of National Anthem

[bastardsofravenkroft-blog]

WAIT IS “TURN ON TUNE IN DROP OUT” ABT LSD.. AND YALL WERENT GONNA SAY SMTH

[bastardsofravenkroft-blog]

If anyone knows where i can find California online (like the sketchbook shit/whatevers not in the deluxe) thatd be fantastic <33

[bastardsofravenkroft-blog]

Spit//Party Poison [Prompt: “Why do you hate me?”]

Word count: 208

May 4th, 2022

tw’s: derealization, bl--d, self-inflicted injury, mental breakdown, mental instability 

“Why do you hate me?” Poison asks, but the figure in the mirror remains silent, blood redder than it’s hair dripping from their brow and smeared across it’s jaw. Their body trembles when they inhale. “Why the fuck do you hate me?”

Make it stop, Destroya, make it stop. Their stomach is still churning despite having nothing else to upend, just burning miserably while the small, dark room spins. 

Breathing hurts. Thinking hurts. Existing hurts. 

Ghoul could never have meant what he said, could he? 

They flip the faucet on, cupping their fingers carefully as it gurgles; they lean down to take a deep drink, choking on sliver glass instead. Bloody shards of their reflection in their hands and non existent where the mirror used to be, sharp sharp pain in their mouth and throat and tongue and teeth, red seeping down the drain like a sticky infection, still trying to spit it out as they slip to the floor, rattling, skin feeling like road rash. 

Poison just wants someone to find them, to help them because they’re trapped on the gritty floor, screams and sobs they can’t control, they want someone to hold them and tell them it’s okay, someone to make them not want to die. 

[punkmilligram]

idk how to explain it but like.

specifically mike’s jacket.

gender.

[punkmilligram]

issue 4 gave me mike brain rot

[punkmilligram]

jaime: i’m sitting next to my dad.

mike, internally: miss you blue. thanks for making my dilf dreams come true

[tinybeep]

i really love how all the killjoys have a decent amount of brain cells EXCEPT for mike. if you shake him you would hear his pea brain rattling around in his skull like a jingly cat toy and he’s the LEADER