izzzzzzieeeeeeeee: izzzzzzieeeeeeeee: When I die, I want my bones fused into position so I’m flipping the bird with both hands, then I want to be launched into orbit so I’ll just end up this angry space skeleton constantly disapproving of everything
izzzzzzieeeeeeeee: izzzzzzieeeeeeeee: When I die, I want my bones fused into position so I’m flipping the bird with both hands, then I want to be launched into orbit so I’ll just end up this angry space skeleton constantly disapproving of everything
