Krolia: I left you once, I’ll never leave you again.
Keith: why are you being so emo rn what are you, my mom?
Krolia: *looks into the camera like she’s on the office*
at my funeral: *everyone is sitting in their seats when all of a sudden “i like to move it” by king julian blasts through the speakers and all of a sudden my lifeless corpse is dropped down by strings like a puppet and it just starts dancing*
everyone in these notes saying the songs not by king julian can die with me too
ruinedchildhood
