Nothing of Much Importance
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
A piece of paper with my schedule on it.Rhinox statue. I’m screwed with it hitting me at 5 mph
My pillow.
ALL OF MY TEXTBOOKS
Cupcake paper
lamp
pillow
YUSS
the wall
ouch
a pillow? man youre lucky!..
.. a really heavy lamp.. o,o
My phone
Pretty damn fucked.
1000 ways to die # 999: Phone-tapped
Not very,considering that object was a feather..xD
my Squall Leonheart figure? considering it has a pointy gunsword: pretty fucked.
Backpack… damn
(Source: thecityliesthebullshitsmiles)
A super soft blanket on a chair. Would the blanket hit me or the chair?
My phone. :c
TV’s remote control… Fucked.
A small couch pillow. Thankfully my dog is not next to me this time.
My boyfriend. I think I just got laid.
A pair of dirty socks. Not fucked at all.
I’m sorry Kathryn but I laughed so hard at that. Umm… my couch. Oh crud.
…A filling cabinet.
An empty crisp packet. I think I’m pretty safe.
My stove…smh damn
A fucking COMPUTER??? Well damn…
Lol a styrafoam cup….. I’m good
A blanket. I think I’m good.
Andrew and a lamp. Pretty sure I’m dead.
23 oz. can of Arizona. That’s gonna be a dent in my head. :(
It was Emily. I don’t want to say anything else or she might feel insulted in some way.
The 46” t.v ow..
Stairs D:
Backpack… damn
OH FUCK IT’S MY BEDPOST
my Squall Leonheart figure? considering it has a pointy gunsword: pretty fucked.
the wall…..fuck
FUCKING DESK FUCKING METAL DESK GOD DAMMIT
my bed i died a comfortable death and lived a fluffy life
My couch. Shit.
my guitar fuck!
A desk. FUCK.
a piece of paper. well maybe I’ll get a really bad paper cut but I’m ok
^ I’m sitting next to itsakatieclearly I feel bad for the both of us.
A test tube full of dangerous chemicals….I am all kinds of fucked…
A person. How’d she even get to be going 100 mph? But yeah, I’m pretty fucked.
my foam shark that would still hurt
A candle in a glass jar ow
my cough drops… lol.
A blanket. Phew.
DVD Shelf….better that than the door or TV and nightstand.
my hardcover, thousand page British Literature book…
My left hand… damn.
My dad. INSTANT DEATH FROM 10mph. VAPORIZED AT 100mph. HEEELP