I smile at Mel and glance at Val, "Saw your boy. Looks like he's took to self-harm. Shame. He always had a fairly decent face. And to think you're the one who caused it..."
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
I shrug, "Tell him that. Or better yet, move on. I'm sure that, after days of agonizing self-inflicted pain both mental and physical, he'll get over himself and realize he could find another wh*re somewhere."
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
'Tis the season to shovel enormous amounts of watermelon into your mouth while hunched over the cutting board like a dehydrated vampire that hasn't fed on blood in four hundred years and the only viable substitute is this questionable Christmas-colored fruit. — Ari11