My hot dog’s dead, pizza’s dead, my cuuuupcake is dead. 

My doughnut’s dead, my burger’s dead, my miiiiiiiilkshake is dead. 

All our favorite foods are totally dead. They cannot procreate in little food beds. 

We’ll eat them- and turn them into stuuuuuuuuuuuff. 

And we’ll cry over their graves, but you can’t cry enough. When you miss someone you love, you can’t cry enough. 

Tuesday August 14th @ 3:39am 10 notes

  1. caracatauu reblogged this from rosepetalpalace
  2. thirtydaysofwinter reblogged this from rosepetalpalace
  3. wweird--honeyy reblogged this from rosepetalpalace
  4. justyach reblogged this from rosepetalpalace
  5. calzonatorress reblogged this from rosepetalpalace
  6. evees-fvckinglost reblogged this from rosepetalpalace
  7. rosepetalpalace posted this

powered by tumblr themed by weconfideinwolves