- Frat buds
imagine a video game where you create a hero whose destiny is to save everyone, but throughout the game you start making harder and more questionable decisions, and the game gets darker and darker. and in the end you’re just standing there, clutching the controller and finally realizing you were playing the villain all along
do not tell her you love her if you cannot handle her father or mother.
do not tell her you love her if you cannot love her at her worse.
do not tell her you love her if you only crave for her curves, not her mind.
do not tell her you love her if you cannot deal with her mood swings.
do not tell her you love her just to have sex. "
do you ever just smell an old perfume, or hear an old song, or pass an old hangout spot and kinda break inside for a couple minutes
one time this guy was hitting on me and he said “I’m loving the whole blonde hair, blue eyes thing” and I said “so did hitler” I literally said that to a person
Lake View Cemetery: The Haserot Angel
It’s called the Angel of Death Victorious. Due to an effect of weathering and erosion on the bronze, the statue appears to be weeping black tears at all times.
It’s so frustrating when you’re like the only person who can see how evil and sneaky someone is and everyone else is like blind to it
If I reply with “oh” I either don’t give a fuck or I feel like i’ve been punched in the throat