







NOPE
Oh nahhhhhhh.
nope.
NOPE.
NOPE NOPE
NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE
*jumps out of window*
Nooooope
Reminds me that back when I was a kid (between 4 and 6 years old) I used to have an imaginary friend that I don’t even remember her name, but I would blame on her everything I did wrong to avoid getting myself in trouble and scolded by my mom.
One day after having this camping night at school, I returned home and I told my mom that [insert name here] had died ‘cause she fell into the campfire and burned to death.
Yeah…
when I was little I was convinced all our pets that had died stayed in the house and I could talk to them and the room would do that thing where it’d get colder
and then when i was 14, one of my friends stayed the night and asked me in the middle of the night if i had a fat black cat or a tabby or a bird and i had to tell her i did but not anymore and she freaked out cause she could see them too and i’m still convinced everywhere is haunted 100% of the time
Kids and their Mary Sue tulpas, freaking us out -.-
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