nah son, i ain’t got no snapchat. I’m old-fashioned. just fax it to me. fax me the nudes.
WHEN I WAS
A YOUNG BOY
found my mom burning on the celing, so he vouched to find the thing that killed her, and so me and my brother grew up on the road and was taught how to kill monsters
TO SEE A MARCHING BAND
parent: WHY DOES IT SMELL LIKE WEED IN THIS ROOM
kittycat katarina by *bunni-cat
Kush entirely too fucking loud
Anonymous asked: MEOW MEW?
im gonna cry omg
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me when someone keeps making jokes about something that im really passionate about
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