Spud stands brave and bold, Laser fire, monsters fall, Mash survives the night.
You are very into poetry of late. That game gives me high anxiety, like confessing I left the toilet seat up to a room full of feminist psychologists.
Thanks!
Love you like winter within the mist that shrouds me rain that reflects me i am free in your cold mystique.
You are very into poetry of late. That game gives me high anxiety, like confessing I left the toilet seat up to a room full of feminist psychologists.
Thanks!
Love you like winter
within the mist that shrouds me
rain that reflects me
i am free
in your cold mystique.