What a small world. There’s nothing to do. There’s a murderer outside with a car that has a trunk that can shut, I just know it, and CQ is streaming.
Help me But that’s also not the end of the story like it always is.
You thought I was lying. You thought no one could be that stupid.
I get these abusive unpleasant visions, like of rape. I get visions of rape. I’m scarred. Demons demons Help.
What do I do all night. I’m scarred demons demons help BUT I still lasso for entertainment.
I can tell when a telepathic fucker loves me. That comes from the soul, bre’.