Who ever said to you
that we'd
win?
Run, Arschloch.
Beware of fainting spells.
Your puppet hands reach
for my robot face
"I love you" she says,
the words dripping from her mouth.
Stand straight. Speak up.
"Stop it with that writing nonsense!"
You'll do fine, I promise.
I promise.
Dec 11, 2011
Dec 11, 2011 at 11:34 AM UTC
Who ever said to you
that we'd
win?
Run, Arschloch.
Beware of fainting spells.
Your puppet hands reach
for my robot face
"I love you" she says,
the words dripping from her mouth.
Stand straight. Speak up.
"Stop it with that writing nonsense!"
You'll do fine, I promise.
I promise.
