Iamerror
metapod probably kicked your ass when you were a k
even from the beginning i knew you were uselessyour status ailments never fazed mecan't you do anything without collapsing?the logic of your type eludes mehow do you even live with yourself?what's it like having no coup de grace?your best attempts are just a shade of what's normalyour showmanship is but a vacant facadecan't read minds, sweetie, that's probably what you don't getit doesn't take a fucking psychic to know thateven then, there were othersyou couldn't ever cut enough
From Letras Mania