Your mom

I wanna follow you but your follower count is already 369..

all you gotta do is say my name, three times.
          Three times it a row it must be spoken unbroken.
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          
          I’m beetlejuice now beech

hi

bee

i hate 2021.

On the dark desert road the cool wind in my hair
          The warm smell of colitis is in the air
          In the distance I saw a flickering light
          My head got heavy and my vision darkened
          I had to stop for the night
          Here she stood in the doorway;
          I heard a mission call
          And I thought to myself
          "It could be heaven or hell"
          Then she lit a candle and showed me the way
          There were voices in the corridor
          
          
          
          welcome to hell, aka being my friend. (Btw I know it’s midnight I’m sorry if you are asleep)

hey honey bunnies

did tommy just fuckin die-

go to sleep Now

u cant escape me