scary post 4 u blog
-you smell different when you’re awake
-please help me (then smile as if nothing happened)
-you have lovely skin, I can’t wait to wear it
-your hair tastes like strawberries
-he knows, don’t go home.
-I always knew you would die in my arms
-every time I poop I think of you
-no one will ever believe you
-I killed mufasa
-I bet you didn’t feel me lick your ear
-mother told me it would be like this
"enjoy high school, you’re going to miss it when it’s over" nah tho
Well, whatever happens out there…erm…
Thank you, old friend.
The song hallelujah always makes me cry but it also makes me think of Shrek???
remember when you used to be real secretive about reading smutty fanfiction and making sure you were the only one in the room and now you read that shit at the dinner table like it’s nothing
The greatest gift and honour is having you for a daughter