What if clouds and lakes switched spots and every time you looked up you’d see waves being pulled by the moon and we’d wade through the clouds on a hot day. What if birds grew grass and the ground grew feathers. What if flowers were as tall as trees and trees as small as flowers.
How high was this person that they forgot to add question marks?
“You should’ve come!”
Well, next time, remember to invite me, bitch.
- Dean: *whilst weeping* You made a promise to me, okay. You said for better or worse. YOU said that. YOU said it was a promise. Now this is my worst, okay, this is my worst. But I'm gonna get better. You just gotta give me a chance to get better.
what are you doing back there