Most people view death as looking down the barrel of a gun. I see it looking into a bottle of aspirin.

I don't even want to live, what makes you think that cleaning my room is my first priority?

It's this smothering feeling of a snuffed out flame, That lost flicker of hope, For a stab at fame.

They have the kind of face that deserves to be complimented by wonderful scenery.

A flurry of teeth tongue and lip A mess of limbs Strewn about Though wound together-

There is something incredibly pleasing in the way oolong tea tastes.

Morning tea.

My aunt got me a new tea pot, chickens are cool.

So the Gravity Falls ending just wrecked me.

I like that bills eye looks like a lemon.