An update, quick.
I was called a wimp.
I play with new hands.
I have no job.
My feet disapprove of the heat.
I don't need thought.
She has disappeared.
My hair is long.
Things hurt.
Anger management has worked.
Happiness comes once in a while.
The End.
2 Comments:
You were quiet so long. :(
I like you much.
*hug*
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