rip
“cute”

me: what if i drew my salty blonde son as my other salty blonde sons
me: not to be an enabler but… do it
Here’s a health to the company, and one to my lass
Let us drink and be merry all out of one glass
Let us drink and be merry, all grief to refrain
For we may and might never all meet here again
awfully sweet of the murderbaby ninja to steal a problematic flower for gregor