Fear, tragedy is all that lies aheadIts storming. I'm shaking. I hate thunder. I hate big booms that wake me from a finally peaceful sleep in my own bed. I feel like poo. ******** you thunderstorm. ******** you and your little mom too. Whore.
*snooooooooooooooooooooozzzzzzzzzzzzzzzeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee*
*snooooooooooooooooooooozzzzzzzzzzzzzzzeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee*
Never have I felt so dead.
