In the end, only three things matter: how much you loved,
how gently you lived, and how much glitter you wore.
In the end, only three things matter: how much you loved,
how gently you lived, and how much glitter you wore.
I want you on my Christmas tree,
as a warning to anyone else who thinks store decorations in October are “festive.”
Sure, I’ll show you proof of my disability
as soon as you show me your
asshole placard.
Oh wait – no need.
The devastation has returned…will you survive?
(Zombie Pumpkin Spice Latte is BACK!)
(More WAAALLETS!)