Who do you believe?

One late night, you are up in your bedroom when you hear your mom calling you downstairs. You are halfway down the staircase when all of a sudden, you see your mom in front of her bedroom door, terrified, she whispers, ‘Don’t go downstairs. I heard her, too.’
Who do you believe?
GRAB THE FUCKING SALT.
i believe you need to invest in one of these:
reblogging again just for that^
(via florenceinthestars)
my life goal is to reblog this every monday
I’m tempted to set this up in my queue every Monday for a year.
See this every Monday, Reblog this every time. (:
Perfection. Monday at 12:29am. Reblog everytime.
They’re more than just shows and they’re more than just characters. They’re friends and family.