Neil Josten is gonna have a heart attack before he turns 30. I am sure you are thinking “wow! that would be a tragedy! my mental health depends on his wellbeing, my very real emotional feelings are directly linked to his (less) real emotional feelings!” and honestly same, I too depend on fictional characters my only source of happiness in the cold, sad place we call Earth. I believe that Neil, and by extension the readers of BIOMY, deserve to enjoy life; fictional or otherwise, and the shit that has been going on recently needs to be put to an end. It is bad for the economy and my skin.

So I implore each and every one of you to take action. The power is in your hands, don’t throw away this one last chance to do good in the world.

(ignore the comma usage, i’m just really fucking stupid)

Blame It On My Youth by youreyestheyglow

art by syrren on tumblr