stop letting your clowns wander the neighborhood unfenced they are agitating the hell out of my (properly kept) draculas and i for one cannot sleep when vampires are barking
Me: goodnight moon
Moon: I cannot sleep, for each fragment of dream is but a tease for fleeting moments that can never be
Me: alright
I just wanna say I love Audrey Horne for Audrey Horne. It’s not about shipping with Coop or anyone else. It’s about pencils in coffee cups, anti-algebra, and dancing like no one is watching whenever life feels dreamy.
Penhales 