the stars are not wanted now; put out every one,
pack up the moon and dismantle the sun,
pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood;
for nothing now can ever come to any good.
it's a
madboosties:
gettinsentimental: Fonzie??? (source) or he can have his own story GO FIGURE
gettinsentimental:
Fonzie??? (source)
or he can have his own story GO FIGURE
hahahaha
waytotheend:
I just screamed at my sister, “Look that’s Puck’s mom! I can’t believe they even remembered she existed!”
“I’m graduating!” MAMA PUCKERMAN
“I’m graduating!”
MAMA PUCKERMAN