I am in the heavens riding the Hubble telescope

the whip cream tastes like the blood of the innocents

the crunchy bones saviour there flavour on my tongue

hmmm ( mawls the insides of the pumpkin pie )
mmmmmmm I love organs

( eats pumpkin pie )
tastes like flesh anyone want a slice

time machine

( sweeps legs under your legs and trips you into the air and punches you into the hard marble floor )
me: hahahahahaha u got a broken jaw rib neck and knees

( leaves the room and goes to bed while epically breakdancing ) ( real )

( ?? breakdances )

( Pure imagination fills the room as the deep silence of your impending doom and thoughts fill the room with a deep sensation of kicking someone in the ASS. )

( breakdancing noises )

( frustrating breakdance noises )

( breakdancing noises )

bro why do u look like you would come behind me and say “psst” then scream in my ear and punch me

psst

yes

ben

( grabs gun )

some say she is still eating cotton candy to this day

I can make them suffer even MORE THAN HE COULD