Waking up on November 1st is literally like walking through a door from Halloweentown to Christmastown
What’s this? What’s this? There’s décor everywhere. What’s this? There’s carols in the air. What’s this? I can’t believe my eyes it’s just November come on folks I mean I swear. What’s this?
I FREAKING READ IT IN JACKS VOICE
I FUCKING SANG IT
blah blah worst child ever how dare you live your own life stay up late be 22 years old not have a job
oh and also not drink
or do drugs
never have been in trouble with the police
got good grades
never got in trouble at school
never got in trouble with boys
you’re going to make your mum get depression again
I’m starting to see a nasty pattern amoung our generation and the way our parents treat us.