into a pillow every time I
see your name pop
up alerting
me of
a new
text.
What
squabble
could you
possibly be
trying to hook
me into this time,
you inconsiderate ass.
Haven't you screwed me
over enough? Will no
amount of blood,
sweat, and
tears ev-
er be e-
nou-
gh?
(Beware when you go fishing, friend..)
Don't steal it, it's not cool, and then I'll have to send angry hordes of zombie Pikachu's after you,
your family, and friends.. and that doesn't sound like much fun for anybody, now does it?
Heh. Okay, so it might be fun for me. But yeah, don't be a d-bag.