| If you feel more overwhelmed than a one arm paper hanger with jock itch, then your in the middle of the road. All I’ve ever seen there is dead and stinks. |
Don’t yell at me. Talk to me. Don’t criticize me. Praise me. Don’t hit me, Hug me. Don’t push me away, pull me towards you. The wants of a child.
| If you feel more overwhelmed than a one arm paper hanger with jock itch, then your in the middle of the road. All I’ve ever seen there is dead and stinks. |
| We’re so tough that death once had a near Lizard Lick experience. |
True characters whats left at the end of the day when the noise has stopped, the lights are off and it’s just you in that moment, you’ll find your character