in 6th grade i got really bad nose bleeds and i could tell 2-3 minutes before i got them. i sat next to this really religious kid so to scare him i said “hail satan” as my nose started to drip. he passed out and never came back.
"What you do is a tiny, pathetic subset of dancing. I will attempt to turn your robotic routines into poetry, written with the human body. Follow me, or perish, sweater monkeys."
Liz's favorite Disney movies → The Hunchback of Notre Dame (1996)
And out there, living in the sun
Give me one day out there
All I ask is one, to hold forever
I was starting to realize that quiet, kind, special people come along once in a lifetime.