Originally posted by AbnormalButSaneAll the bakers are done*
Ja. mmmGod speed all the pagens at dawn and they all cut their thumbs.
they all cut their thumbs
and bleed into their buns till they melt away
Originally posted by Mairuzu
I'm looking in on the good life i might be doomed never to find.
Without a trust or flaming fields am i too dumb to refine?And if you'd 'a took to me like
A gull takes to the wind.
Well, i'd 'a jumped from my tree
And i'd a danced like the king of the eyesores
And the rest of our lives would 'a fared well.