‘Please,’ she begged, ‘I don’t want this.’
‘You must. The child is destined for greatness.’
‘And what of me? What of my greatness?’
There was no reply.
Fuck America and it's shitty political system. If you celebrate what just happened, if you think I'm being "too political", I urge you to re-think what your common fucking sense tells you, and stop following this account. You're not welcome :)
It’s 2 am and my friends and I are in a discord channel having an existential crisis over “where do we go when we die?” And just having a very deep religion conversation.
It’s too early for this 🥴
I feel like I’m in a philosophy class
Where Sal is presenting his new night light figure that has glowing red eyes and looks like the grim reaper and says “mmmmmm” “good night little one”
It was a hot minute since we have both watched that episode so the fact that it still lives in our mind is something else
And he starts using this app that supposedly allows you to hear ghosts speak. It was static for a majority of the time until we heard “mmmm” and Erin Donahue and I start laughing so hard under our breath, and I’m sobbing. All because there’s an episode in impractical jokers (...)
Story time:
I’m in Charleston today and it’s me, Erin Donahue, and Erin Dixon (to clarify Erin’s) and we’re on a ghost tour at the Charleston County Jail which is supposedly very haunted. We’re in one room and the guide takes out his phone (... continued)