Sniper

anyone else remember being a child and seeing the very neat handwriting of other little girls and somehow knowing that you were a different genre of person than they were

*vomits up a dinosaur-shaped sponge* alright who switched out my pills

*is not comforted by a relaxing spongy weight in my stomach* where are my fucking dinosaurs

If you think my blog sucks, you should see my decisions in life

i DO NOT CONSENT to daylight savings

this just in the moon is an egg and it is hatching!

impossible to find a frankenstein recipe online that doesn't start with a freakin novel about the guy's early life in geneva... just gimme the ingredients and method

I need cuddles and attention or I will die

ill be sappy whenever i want. i dont give a shit. i love you. fuck off

HAPPY SPOOKY MONTHHHHHHH