why isnt my birthday a holiday
because you didn’t undertake a night of complete torture, be betrayed by all your friends, have thorns placed on your scalp, made to carry a extremely heavy cross for hours and then nailed by your hands and feet to a cross and had a slow and painful death. all for the sins and people of the world.
once you do that, i’m sure people would be happy to have a holiday in remembrance of you.
but i did
(via whatsitmacalled)