❤ ℬ u t t s ❤

707: 1800-DICK-I-ASK 

                                                    DO NOT STAND AT MY GRAVE AND CRY.                                                          I AM NOT THERE, I DID NOT DIE.

“You don’t seem afraid at all. I don’t understand that.”

“Hey, does anyone have a pen?”

“Hope is a very dangerous thing to lose.”

“You make excellent bait!”

 ”I don’t feel sorry for you, I pity you.”

“Sorry, fresh out of sweet forgiveness.”

“Sorry. I’m sneakier than I give myself credit for.”

“You have three choices: run, hide… or die.”

“Guess this is pretty much goodbye, then.”

“Don’t mistake coincidence for fate.”

“You’ve given up the right to be believed!”

“What, you didn’t hear about their little army?”

 ”I’m sorry I kissed you.”

“You’re one of the good ones.”

“You know what? Ignorance is bliss.”

 ”Do you think this is the best time?”

“They marked you? Let me see.”

“How did we get here…? How did all of this happened?”

“First things first… give me your shirt.”

“Trust you? I don’t even know you!”

 ”What makes you think that I’m so special?”

So, I’m back from a three month hiatus and my dash is really dead, so would you do me a favor and like/reblog this if you’re a roleplay blog that wouldn’t mind interacting with Tina Belcher from Bob’s Burgers? That way I can check out your blog and perhaps follow you?