rl sabrina the teenage witch

“it could very easily be real though. i’m not gonna take the chance.”

“how often do you go to haunted places with your friends? that’s what i want to know.”

“I would look at you like that too. You don’t mess with the spirits.”

“we had been hearing sounds the entire night and doors and lockers kept slamming randomly. i mean, maybe it was someone fucking with us.. but we didn’t get any sleep that night. good old times.”

“well you’re friends are those who are actually ready to miss out on some serious fun. including screaming hysteria if something actually happens, too.”

“i don’t mess with ghosts. that shit is on another level. seriously.”

‘ november third, two thousand and fourteen—— remember that ? i bet you don’t. this is why we don’t go to washington state anymore. ’

“i’ve used an ouija board just once, in high school. we spent the night there and someone came up with that great idea.. let me tell you, i’m traumatized.”

“ there’s a thing or two i’ve learned from watching all those ouija board movies and haunted houses movies and is that you never go into a haunted house, much less use an ouija board in one. don’t want to be the very first to die, don’t you ?? ”

“ well i’m more shocked about xavier having friends other than hendrix and seth.”

“i swear with all these security people around me i feel like i’m the president or something. like the only good thing about this is that i’m getting a new penthouse and new staff for the place, it still sucks that i no longer have a private pool, though”

“i’m sick of this fucking family and they’re fucking bullshit. i swear to god my parents are morons who think i’m another fucking dirty, tacky casino in vegas that they can just fix with fancy crap and some help”