My brain keeps playing kiss the go-goat by ghost. I was just reading and in the back of my mind I was like “kiss the goat, Ahhhhh, kiss, kiss, kiss the go-goat”
My brain keeps playing kiss the go-goat by ghost. I was just reading and in the back of my mind I was like “kiss the goat, Ahhhhh, kiss, kiss, kiss the go-goat”
I cannot understand why Wattpad is like this. I’m reading the most toe curling, sheet clinging smut and I write a comment that uses the word betch (it’s censored bc idk wtf is happening) and there like “nah mate *this comment has been reported and it’s under review*”
It's 12 am yet im thinking. Every time that i read or hear or think, the word "amused" i think about Sebastian Michaelis and a very specific face he makes where his eyes are normal and he's smirking while also covering the smirk.
The moment you realise that life doesn't revolve around you. That other people have stories, may be tragic or may be "normal", they still exist and you are nothing but a speck in a pile of sand. So no, i do not give a fuck about your weekend trip susan.