Up all night long
And there’s something very wrong
And I know it must be late
Been gone since yesterday
I’m not like you guys
I’m not like you
i’m the guy who shoots the bullet through the CDs to make the hole
- me: *sees ur message right away*
- me: *doesnt respond right away so u dont think i was waiting*
- me: *forgets to respond*
god who fucking cares. who fucking cares. who fucking cares. everyone stop being offended and mad over the smallest shit ever. ask urself who the fuck fucking cares
bury me in armor so I’ll be ready for the skeleton war
why is his fricking chest uncovered? that’s ppor planning right there
what are you gonna do?
stab a skeleton in the heart?
-me every time there is a cat regardless of the situation (via spockular)
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