Her: Oh my goodness, that's my favourite song, thank you!
Don Henley, just out of sight, loading up his sniper rifle and pointing it toward me: *breathes heavily*
Her: Oh my goodness, that's my favourite song, thank you!
Don Henley, just out of sight, loading up his sniper rifle and pointing it toward me: *breathes heavily*
My parents:
My parents:
Those who think themselves as fools happen to be geniuses.
Those who call themselves fools so they could be seen as geniuses by others are bastards and deserve to burn in hell.
Those who think themselves as fools happen to be geniuses.
Those who call themselves fools so they could be seen as geniuses by others are bastards and deserve to burn in hell.
"Don't thank me! Thank my saviour complex!"
"Don't thank me! Thank my saviour complex!"