I dreamed a dream of a successful text post
life has killed a dream I dreamed
So my friend Austin was being an ass
I said it was because my other friend Lilly and I weren’t fangirling about him.
so then we started fangirling about him.
:oh my god his hair is so hot
:and his eyes are so dreamy
:and that smile could melt iron mountains
:oh my god he is so hot
:do you remember that one time when I shared a coke with Austin
: OMG! you shared a coke with him?!
he was not amused
When I Die
• I want to be buried in a pink coffin
• Every thing at the funeral to be an obnoxious shade of pink
• Leave ridiculous requests for my loved ones
• I want to be buried with all of my loose change, all 32 bags of it and have someone to count through them and have the amount written on my grave stone
• Have part of me cremated and throw the ashes on Ben Barnes or David Tennant, maybe both
• Hand deliver letters that I wrote prior to my passing (that i wrote on TARDIS blue paper) to all the people that I want to know what I truly thought of them, and then make them write me a reply and put them on my grave face down so I can read them
• Have a screen at the funereal that plays all the saddest moments from Disney and Doctor Who
• Have all the lines from the sermon be a reference to my favorite fandoms
• Don’t burry me in a state that begins with a W or ends with an A
• And finally have a kind and loving message from me be played in front of everyone then have it cut of and show a picture of trollface which makes you realize that the first word of every sentence I said was the lyrics to “Never gonna give you up”
Me: not really, my throat hurts though.
Mom: how? You weren’t even sick this morning?!
Me: we’ll it goes like this
• My arm gets hurt ( so does my throat )
• I fall down the stairs ( my throat hurts too )
• I get stabbed ( my throat hurts too )
• I have every single disease possible not involving my throat ( MY THROAT HURTS TOO!)