Who Wants To Guess How Many Bags Of Peaches Are In My Dads Freezer?

Who wants to guess how many bags of peaches are in my dad’s freezer?

Reblog if you have read fan fiction better than some published books

Help me prove a point

So I just had the shit creeped out of me.

I’m not someone who believes in ghosts, but I was sitting in my room, alone and in the dark, and I heard the strings of my violin being softly plucked. 

My violin is hanging on the wall several feet away. 

So I gathered my courage, grabbed my phone, and used the camera light to investigate. 

And found this.

A goddamn spider was playing my violin. Not even joking. The little shit.

another time when I was probably 13 I was playing Chip in this really spectacular production of Beauty and the Beast and even though I had to be constantly reminded back stage to Shut Up, I took acting Very Seriously my obnoxious 13-year-old behavior never made it out of the wings

except this one time when Bell’s dad Maurice had just escaped the wolves at the beginning of the show and Lumière and the other furniture sat him down and welcomed him and they wheeled me over in my cart to give him a cup of tea and idk WHY bc we’d done this scene 1 million times before but I wasn’t mic’d and when Maurice  took a “sip” out of what was literally my head I quietly gurgled “aeEEEeeee my brains”

and only he heard it and I really fucked him up and took him a while to recover

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