my brother and i share the xbox, which basically means i’ve gotten really proficient at switching out destiny for skyrim.
i can chew more bubblegum than anyone. i can chew more bubblegum than the president or shaquille o’neal. sofa bleached my roots and my hair turned kind of bubblegum colored.
the final step to becoming babushka is complete
what am i doing? what are you doing, huh?? patrolling the graveyard late a night, harassin folk who just want to dig in the fresh dirt…
"Who stuck that arrow in your throat, who missed your crimson apple?"