The Barbie movie reminded me about how when I was little my parents were upset that I kept making my Barbie dolls kiss, so they bought me a Ken doll. The next day they found me having a funeral for poor Ken in the garden, he had died of tuberculosis. All the Barbies were in attendance and I buried him under our rose bush. The Barbies were too poor to afford a headstone (it was 1875) so I didn’t mark where the grave was and I never could find him again. He’s probably still there.
Ꮢαɳԃσ𝓶 ㆜ԋσᥙցԋ𝜏, ẞᥙ𝜏...
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Sometimes, I wish the scenary/demons/Sins in Hell were more similar to those of the Witches in Madoka Magica. Hell, I've never even seen the anime I really want to, tho, but I feel like that would be really cool to see that, and in a separate style too.












