*does the cup song with the goblet of fire*
you’re gonna miss me when i’m gone
IT’S BEEN TEN YEARS
Fuck it has been 10 years.
It’s weird to think about how your birth is a fixed point in time but your death is constantly moving based on the decisions you make. The length of your life is always fluctuating.
You know when a fast angry song comes on that you know every word to and you’re in just the right mood that your eyes light up with the fire and angst of a thousand punk rockers and you just feel so alive
*whispers in ur ear* would you like fries with that
*bites lip* oh yeah baby
*touches ur inner thigh* would you like to super size that
*pokes head through the door* we’re out of toilet paper
*pokes head through window* she said she’s out of toilet paper
wtf can we get some privacy here
*pokes head through the ceiling vent* no
I swear everyone on this high is website