(via suck-w0rld)
- year is 2392
- child: mommy i can't sleep
- mother: don't worry child. lay down as i sing you this ancient lullaby, passed on through my family for generations
- mother: RACK CITY BITCH RACK RACK CITY BITCH
welcome to my life of utter misery because of a fucking boy. Lord help me move on. SOON maybe… :/
(via the--personal--quotes)
(via quinnning)



