• *walks into my mom's bedroom*
  • mom: are you ready to do your homework, honey-
  • me: Honey this mirror isn't big enough for the two of us.
  • mom: ...
  • me: ...
  • mom: okay just give-
  • me: give em' hell kid
  • mom: not everything can be about that band My Chemical Romance.
  • me: yeah, cause it's not a band. It's an idea.
  • *slides out of the room doing jazz hands*

“One of my husbands preferred the company of men and was stabbed through the heart. Another was happiest torturing animals and was poisoned at our wedding feast. I must be cursed.”
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“One of my husbands preferred the company of men and was stabbed through the heart. Another was happiest torturing animals and was poisoned at our wedding feast. I must be cursed.”
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“One of my husbands preferred the company of men and was stabbed through the heart. Another was happiest torturing animals and was poisoned at our wedding feast. I must be cursed.”