"tsk, looser,"

tagged: #i gave up orz

i never realized that i’m actually older than my muse now 

Sixth root of 35/26

drowns earth

tagged: #dude

mention math to me and watch me curl up and sob 

This is how my dashboard looks like on my schoolpc orz so i’ll most likely be offline until i get home ;w;

stoned-izaya sent:
"Would you like a special brownie? Made em' myself.."

stoned-izaya:

hsroppi:

stoned-izaya:

hsroppi:

stoned-izaya:

hsroppi:

image

….well he did looooove brownies.

”..Is this some sorta trick?” the teen asks with a skeptical look, taking the brownie anyway

"Oh they’re working already? Man you really are a good kid huh?" 

Izaya begins to laugh again, before taking another hit.

"How do ya feel?"

good kid?

"i feel siiiiiiick you fucking douche…And hot…and cold…and funny…and, and…i don’t know," Roppi almost forgot how his mouth worked as his voice came out a little slurry. 

"why the hell is the ceiling spinning"

"why are there bright colours,"

"what the fuck did you have in your brownies man fucking pixie dust or something???" 

"Pixie dust? Like from fairy tales? How would I get ahold of that? Nevermind, it’s just pot, chill-out." 

The informant takes another hit, drawing it out for as long as possible before blowing the smoke into Roppi’s face. 

"…POT!?" the teen exclaims, eyes widening and eyebrows furrowing angrily. 

he was speechless as smoke was blown into his face.

"…POT!??!?" The teen exclaims again, in a higher voicetune. 

"Dude, that’s like, that’s like..illegal, and stuff…" even though it felt a little nice. 

"Everything I do is illegal, a little pot smokin’ won’t hurt now will it?" 

Izaya chuckles before holding out the blunt to Roppi. 

"Wanna try this than? If you don’t like the brownie I made." 

"no, no, no, no izaya…it’s illegal…You’ll get like…arrested and stuff. Not that i mind but…It’s, it’s pretty illegal." For some reason that was hilarious as roppi started to giggle lightly, holding a hand in front of his mouth to stiffle it. 

"Oh really? Brownies and smoke man you’re spoiling me here…" He takes a drag from it, coughing a little as it was a different smoke then what he was used to.  

"but you’re still illegal, i mean the pot, shit, i hope you get caught you scum." 

stoned-izaya sent:
"Would you like a special brownie? Made em' myself.."

stoned-izaya:

hsroppi:

stoned-izaya:

hsroppi:

image

….well he did looooove brownies.

”..Is this some sorta trick?” the teen asks with a skeptical look, taking the brownie anyway

"Oh they’re working already? Man you really are a good kid huh?" 

Izaya begins to laugh again, before taking another hit.

"How do ya feel?"

good kid?

"i feel siiiiiiick you fucking douche…And hot…and cold…and funny…and, and…i don’t know," Roppi almost forgot how his mouth worked as his voice came out a little slurry. 

"why the hell is the ceiling spinning"

"why are there bright colours,"

"what the fuck did you have in your brownies man fucking pixie dust or something???" 

"Pixie dust? Like from fairy tales? How would I get ahold of that? Nevermind, it’s just pot, chill-out." 

The informant takes another hit, drawing it out for as long as possible before blowing the smoke into Roppi’s face. 

"…POT!?" the teen exclaims, eyes widening and eyebrows furrowing angrily. 

he was speechless as smoke was blown into his face.

"…POT!??!?" The teen exclaims again, in a higher voicetune. 

"Dude, that’s like, that’s like..illegal, and stuff…" even though it felt a little nice. 

tagged: #stoned-izaya
stoned-izaya sent:
"Would you like a special brownie? Made em' myself.."

stoned-izaya:

hsroppi:

image

….well he did looooove brownies.

”..Is this some sorta trick?” the teen asks with a skeptical look, taking the brownie anyway

"Oh they’re working already? Man you really are a good kid huh?" 

Izaya begins to laugh again, before taking another hit.

"How do ya feel?"

good kid?

"i feel siiiiiiick you fucking douche…And hot…and cold…and funny…and, and…i don’t know," Roppi almost forgot how his mouth worked as his voice came out a little slurry. 

"why the hell is the ceiling spinning"

"why are there bright colours,"

"what the fuck did you have in your brownies man fucking pixie dust or something???"