I'm such a waste of an O-, because quite frankly, I believe that my blood is just as important to me as it is anyone else. So you can all fuck yourselves.
I'm such a waste of an O-, because quite frankly, I believe that my blood is just as important to me as it is anyone else. So you can all fuck yourselves.
But, for a certainty, back then,
We loved so many, yet hated so much,
We hurt others and were hurt ourselves...
Yet even then, we ran like the wind,
Whilst our laughter echoed,
Under cerulean skies...