XBox 360 controller. Why is that even on my computer desk…
Reese’s pieces. its a good thing im not eating them.
My 5D’s card tins WHY. ;o;
The table where I eat dinner, with 6 oak arm chairs, a vase full of aging roses, and a napkin.
Chemistry book fuck D:
my head fones …
my dad.
my laundry
either a closet or an adjustable steam iron presser thingy. hmm both seem legit.
a bra. o.o
A wall D; I knew it!
(Source: zompirerage)
Speakers playing build god then we’ll talk. …Brendon Urie’s voice?
the word respect. WHAT DOES THIS MEAN!
Decorative tiny ceramic bear. OH
My mum…….& a door…. o.O
cords, a mug or a plant….. So I’ll be hit to death by a mug, poisoned by a plant or strangled by cords……
Coca-Cola, oh the possibilities! I shall gladly drink it to death, and come my last breath I’ll quote Shakespeare: ‘O...
Tic Tacs. WHY HAVE YOU FORSAKEN MEEEE?
My Mom with an iPhone. Oh Dear.
a Wade Barrett picture. Oh, cool. ._.
a pillow??…I guess someone will suffocate me to death…
death by printer…the most painful of all
My ukulele? I’m going to play until my fingers bleed and then bleed to death? Or this FUCKING YARN. That seems far more...
My wardrobe? That’s gonna be awkward.
A can of soda. Yeah I can see that.
A pig in a car. I’M DONE FOR.
My bed? (sex to death? I can deal with that.)
A plant is gonna kill me?
Harry Potter Wizard’s Chess set. HOLY SHIT I’M GOING TO FIND THE SORCERER’S STONE! (and then die…)
My best friend?! NOOO
0_o My brother………. very accurate
A refrigerator. :I
holy fuck, the floor… it’s plotting against me! the bastard!
A wall D; I knew it!
My pink Barbie pencil case from elementary school and a tissue box. Well…at least it was a creative death.
of course, my mother always thought she had too many kids.
My…eraser? I’m not 3 anymore. I don’t eat random things. O.e
^^^ same. only reblogging because, well, knowing me, this is perfectly reasonable.
….a wall ….???