I cross the room, smirking, and pin her against a wall, lowering my voice to a whisper, "What makes you think I'm the type of person to make up for anything?"
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
Someday, everything is going to go right for you, and it will be so wonderful you won't even know what to do. — Hannelore Ellicott-Chatham, Questionable Content