those kids who were born so close to christmas that they get fucked over into a combo present
(via demigod-timelady)
i hate when you’re not in the same mood as your friend like when you want to slay your enemies and feast on their flesh and your friend wants to dance in a field of daisies and sing for the sake of singing like no stop that grab a pitchfork
(via demigod-timelady)
| Me: | *sees book store* *looks to friend* *shuffles towards bookstore* |
| Friend: | no. |