John Crichton (
ss_buttcrack) wrote in
dear_mun2013-08-07 05:55 am
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On All The Feels Ever In Game
Well, this is a fine mess you've gotten me into isn't it? What's next? I'm not sure I want to know. I'm really not. Is there anything else left TO do to me? The list must be running pretty short by now. And that's saying something.
Don't even bother acting sorry; I know you aren't. You and your little partners in crime just keep yucking it up over there; don't think I don't know! You think I'll be consoled by that wedding you've got planned for me, but I know you. I know it won't be that simple. God, I cannot wait to find out how you're going to screw it all up for me this time.
Hurry up and get tired of me already. Don't you have someone else you can bug? What about that cranky guy?
Don't even bother acting sorry; I know you aren't. You and your little partners in crime just keep yucking it up over there; don't think I don't know! You think I'll be consoled by that wedding you've got planned for me, but I know you. I know it won't be that simple. God, I cannot wait to find out how you're going to screw it all up for me this time.
Hurry up and get tired of me already. Don't you have someone else you can bug? What about that cranky guy?
