January 2012
i will find you and kill everyone you love in front of you and let you live to suffer i swear to god
i should have shot you as you biked away
Pour yourself a drink, put on some lipstick, and pull yourself together.
– Elizabeth Taylor (via sparkl3puss)
gonna
bite my fingers til they fallll off
THE YEAR 2758
child: mommy i can't sleep
mother: don't worry child. lay down as i sing you this ancient lullaby, passed on through my family for generations
mother: RACK CITY BITCH RACK RACK CITY BITCH
what you said: I like metal music
what they heard: sometimes at midnight Satan my dark lord and I go to his basement and have jam sessions which then turn into orgies with Hitler and Mussolini