Oh do you know the muffin man, the muffin man, the muffin man?
I’m going to eat you ginger bread man!!!
My dad was telling me that he was going to cut my internet off tomorrow. On my birthday? This is why my birthday is always depressing. Well he wanted to cut it because I didn’t want to eat dinner but I wanted to finish off my Italian assignment. I told them I didn’t want to eat dinner (I get a bit bitchy near my birthday too-idk why but my brain just thinks that I can do anything since it’s my birth date




