PMS, I guess.
If you read this, you'll freaking die cause
some freaking thing will appear beside your bed
at 19347438927hours or whatsover crap &
hack you to death & skin you alive or whatever the thing is.
No, I'll just effing kill you.
Why wasn't I blessed with the gift of reading minds? Why can't I read your mind? I wanna know. I wanna know if I stand any place in your heart. I guess not, know. Oh well.
some freaking thing will appear beside your bed
at 19347438927hours or whatsover crap &
hack you to death & skin you alive or whatever the thing is.
No, I'll just effing kill you.
Why wasn't I blessed with the gift of reading minds? Why can't I read your mind? I wanna know. I wanna know if I stand any place in your heart. I guess not, know. Oh well.
posted by VAL at
10:34 PM
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