Coming to the unwelcome realization that you are trapped in a Lovecraftian friendship like “You’re my best friend and I think you’re amazing but I’m pretty sure that if you started resurrecting corpses I would just shrug and help out”
Friends help you through a zombie apocalypse. True friends help you start one.
I think what really kills me about what happened to Adam is this:
He wanted to escape. He didn’t want to be Michael’s vessel. He was screaming for his big brother to help him.
He was just a kid.
And now he’s locked in hell for eternity.
Now, if she touches like this
Will you touch her right back?
bro remember when u listened to this song in the commons area of your middle school and you had a purple and black zebra case on your ipod and your background was a cartoon monster or cupcake and muffin that said ‘muffins are just ugly cupcakes’and you were wearing glittery converse and you teased and straightened your hair and wore a bow in itand you told everyone u got the bow at hot topic but you really got it at claires for 6.95 and you had like a whole dance choreographed in your head to this song but you never actually did it and then you went and talked about nightmare before christmas with your friend for an hour over skype
thanks for the horrific flashback
I was in college when this came out….
I feel old as shit.