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“can i come in?”
“i don’t know, can you?”
cursing quietly, the vampire backed away, foiled yet again by the english teacher’s pedantry
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“can i come in?”
“i don’t know, can you?”
cursing quietly, the vampire backed away, foiled yet again by the english teacher’s pedantry
“can i come in?”
“i don’t know, can you?”
cursing quietly, the vampire backed away, foiled yet again by the english teacher’s pedantry
“can i come in?”
“i don’t know, can you?”
cursing quietly, the vampire backed away, foiled yet again by the english teacher’s pedantry
befriending me is just basically getting a front-row ticket to my easily-excited ass yelling about everything, always. even if i’m not literally yelling i’m still, in spirit, yelling. that’s the ticket you bought. you didn’t ask for it but you got a backstage pass too, free of charge. welcome to hell
befriending me is just basically getting a front-row ticket to my easily-excited ass yelling about everything, always. even if i’m not literally yelling i’m still, in spirit, yelling. that’s the ticket you bought. you didn’t ask for it but you got a backstage pass too, free of charge. welcome to hell
befriending me is just basically getting a front-row ticket to my easily-excited ass yelling about everything, always. even if i’m not literally yelling i’m still, in spirit, yelling. that’s the ticket you bought. you didn’t ask for it but you got a backstage pass too, free of charge. welcome to hell
befriending me is just basically getting a front-row ticket to my easily-excited ass yelling about everything, always. even if i’m not literally yelling i’m still, in spirit, yelling. that’s the ticket you bought. you didn’t ask for it but you got a backstage pass too, free of charge. welcome to hell
befriending me is just basically getting a front-row ticket to my easily-excited ass yelling about everything, always. even if i’m not literally yelling i’m still, in spirit, yelling. that’s the ticket you bought. you didn’t ask for it but you got a backstage pass too, free of charge. welcome to hell
befriending me is just basically getting a front-row ticket to my easily-excited ass yelling about everything, always. even if i’m not literally yelling i’m still, in spirit, yelling. that’s the ticket you bought. you didn’t ask for it but you got a backstage pass too, free of charge. welcome to hell