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πŸ–Œ The studio was filled with the rich odour of roses πŸ–Œ

@jingles-miserably / jingles-miserably.tumblr.com

Hello im Jingles they/he/she pronouns please :3

well it took me. *checks watch* 18,500 posts. but im making a pinned

HELLO! IM JINGLES! HERE IS MY CARRD!!

BUT IF YOU DONT WANNA READ ALL THAT SHIT (i wouldnt either lol) HERE'S THE IMPORTANT STUFF:

THEY/HE/SHE PRONOUNS DNI PROSHIPPERS AND TERFS AND SHIT IM SORRY IF I COME OFF WEIRD!!

Hello BITCHES im MOVING GMAIL ACCOUNTS because I GOT FIREFOX AND FOUND OUT THAT MY GMAIL IS COMPROMISED BECAUSE I HAVE A BILLION VIRUSES ON MY COMOUTER!!!! I will update yall with my new url but i will NOT be deactivating this one bc I need my fortunato account thats my emotional support fortunato account okay and I can still operate it from my PHONE

I relate to Robert Walton because I too would send pining-ass letters to my sister about this stranger I found out on a chunk of ice, lovingly and eloquently describing his mannerisms, actions and general essence in a way that plainly and clearly denotes great affection

Robert Walton would have a whole on heart attack if he caught a glimpse of Victor’s ankle. He walks into a pole whenever he sees Victor’s wrist. And don’t even get me started on if he spots a sliver of Victor’s clavicle.

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