What if we had this weird fucked up BDSM concept Where im me and people are Nice to me

im sooo excited for autumn and pumpkins and skeleton decor... and apples... and ghosts.. and cats and crunchy leaves and libraries when its cold out and

backshots this, backshots that, i would like to be taken out back and shot

my autopsy results came back negative There was nothing in there

ohh i get it now (doesn’t)

Babygirl u don't even know how much more awkward I can make this interaction

here's an idea: hi

the thing is, it’s never too late for anyone to start over except me. I’m doomed and it’s over for me

so has anybody’s dad ever actually apologized to them, or is that just an urban legend

Sometimes pervert shit is all we got in this dark world

counter argument: nuh uh

Does my impending sense of doom turn you on