#bloodsnaps

                  ❛     every second you spend checking your hair,                   our chances of survival drop three percent.      ❜

“Kids are sooooo easy to steal from!” she sounds proud, picking up a wrapped twizzler while studying it curiously, “I don’t know what all these are, but they’re mine now! I’m keeping them forever! Until I decide to get rid of them!” or her Mother took them away. Either way! They’re hers! HERS!

@bloodsnaps​,  four.

whoops. someone else just took his coffee.  ‘  excuse me - that’s mine. that’s my order. my name’s on it.  ’  actually it says stabley but. that’s starbucks for you.

‘ are you aware, ’  they say, for no reason other than to start a conversation,  ‘ that your shoes are untied. ’

they’ve been watching through many eyes - even the cat, perched upon the railing of a second floor balcony, is looking. it’s a man with a tie who’s mouth they choose to speak through, now.  ‘ you look lost. can i help you find your way? ’

“Heh heh heh.... eeeheheheheh...” He can’t say or do much more than that, but that’s all that really needs to be said anyways.

‘  you ever think about clowns?  ’