Drunk on Invisible Wine
Why not? They seem to be having a lot of weirdo fun at this big fancy tea party. It seems though that some of them forgot their dolls, and I don’t see a lot of security blankets around, do you? Here’s a thought: after you’re done playing pretend, do you mind not trying to convince the rest of the planet that what you experienced was anything other than your imagination, please? The rest of us trying to live life in reality would love it if you stopped cheapening objective truth with your fucking nonsense. Thanks.
(via Christian Nightmares)