I cant seem to get enough of those little fuckers! its like i see em and i want em so i take em with some water and i am soo okaayyyy im trying to justify this but i cant?
So i was thinking about how death was sketchy because it really really is. like what happens when you die.And how can anyone answer that. Ive never really known anyone whos died until Tuesday and its very sad to never have the opppertunity to see someone ever again. Its just weird. Im very creeped out