Pam: Parallels in Comfort.
I’m about to end your face….
in the face.. IN The FACCCE….giggle*
it’s Ok Pam I’d worry about my shit too…
What is wrong with these people
For too long I’ve been parched of thirst and unable to quench it. Too long I’ve been starvin’ to death and haven’t died. I feel nothin’. Not the wind on my face nor the spray of the sea. Nor the warmth of a woman’s flesh.
Chris Pine #12
That grandma took none of the shit.
When people don’t like aspects of my characters.
oh hey, it’s my new response to comments i get on deviantart