okay that’s it i give up
i suck
you are endearing and made of stuff that just makes me want to hug you forever and ever.
she tried to write something for me because i requested it, but her brain farted in her inspiration’s face and refused to do anything. instead she sent me a penguin to make up for it. in return she got a gnome; they own her heart. TRUFAX, SON, EVEN IF THIS ALL SOUNDS SPURIOUS.