Before I can drift to sleep, someone knocks on the door and I open my eyes. I stand and head to it, paying the pizza guy so Halee wouldn't have to get up.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
When I use caps I do not want you to read it like a little screech, I want you to read it like a 5,000 year old ogre with the strength of 10,000 men. — avianwings47