Parent: Why don't you come socialize with the family?
Me: *sits with family*
Me: *gets insulted by entire family*
Me: *goes back to bedroom*
I don’t want to leave you.” - “I don’t want you to go.– Alone on the Water (via petite-letters)
never should've read that bloody thing
Mum: Eliza?! Oh honey, what's wrong?!
Me: Hm..? Why would you think's something's wrong...?
Mum: Sweetie, you're eating a brownie off the floor and there's a hunting knife embedded in your wall. I can take a hint.