Why in the fuck does my heart hurt and yern for you? It makes no sense. I spent five years of my life doing things for you and this is whay I get. I might as well die.
Nothing is beautiful anymore.
Honestly I might just kill myself. If dying wasn’t so painful I would. I want to just stab myself repeatedly.
You guys make me feel famous.
Steampunk Adventure Time!
Unf Lord monochromicorn.
what do you call an apology written in dots and dashes