The awkward first half hour of politeness:
The next couple of hours:
When their parents came to collect them:
“HIDE! HIDE! THEY CAN’T TAKE YOU IF THEY CAN’T FIND YOU! IN MY ROOM! THEY WILL NEVER FIND YOU THERE! HIDE NIGGA HIDE! THIS IS A MATTER OF LIFE OR DEATH!”
My childhood in a nutshell.
I am perfectly okay with this.
I think this is tolerable. Finally gives me a chance to bitch slap that demon.
(( I usually always go and look to see what I got and just laugh quietly to myself, but when I saw that it was what I made, and Soul, I had to reblog. XD ))
tee hee ‘u’
My fucking GOD. How appropriate. XD