date the shadow that follows you around. it is always looking after you, it wants you to be safe. let the darkness consume you as it wraps its arms around you.date the shadow that sings you softy to sleep, it knows all your favourite songs and quirkiest habits, like how you put on conditioner before shampoo or the way you like your sandwiches. date the shadow that walks next to you. let it hold your hand.
“Sorry ma’am, but this coupon is expired.”
Angry soccer-mom ahead of me:
“Do you know who the f*** I am? I’ve been coming here since you guys opened this little minimum wage sandwich shop ten years ago! Maybe I'll start taking my business to the McDonald's across the street! Looks like you guys just lost a customer!”
“Oh, well in that case. . . your coupon is still expired.”
The Goldstein’s live in a fucking mansion. Who’d a thought? And the inside looks like a fucking palace too.
MC lives in the cutest most sweetest little village I just want to jump through the screen and move there right now.
OH MY GOD. And her house is so PRETTY. It’s the sort of house my teenage wiccan self would have loved. Even now, i still love it.
That’s it, I’m so done. Look at this beautiful shit. I’m so fucking jealous of a 2D world. Can I please just move to Guedolyn? (sorry, i know i spelt it wrong, my brain just died of awe the moment i saw these images. feel free to correct me.)