When most kids were watching Saturday morning cartoons, my brothers and I were outside watching my dad wring and slit chickens’ necks and taking bets on how long they’d flop on the ground or how long it’d take them to bleed out.
We used to be psychopaths (I still am one) / My sister has a cooking blog (via santoslittlehelper)
liar. he cries over harry potter movies.
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melissasantos said:
my favorite memory of you is still when you smashed D’s hand in the door — twice — then rolled your eyes & said, “UGH, MOVE” while she was bawling & writhing in pain. heartless.
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