Plot Twist: Every parental figure treats me like a child because I’m actually a dead nine year old (from the 1800s)
Did I say I was 20 years old?
No you misheard me, I’m closer to 120 years old.
But I still can’t go to the store without someone watching over me.
reblog if you are actually a ghost from the 1800’s that is blogging from beyond the grave
okay but oswald wrecking the reactor and the engineer suddenly saying ‘don’t go breaking my heart’
and oswald just stares at him like
'what the fuck you piece of shit now i'm going to destroy it'