𝑺𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝑰 𝒘𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒂 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌 𝒎𝒆
𝑳𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒂𝒊𝒅 𝒐𝒏 𝑨𝑰𝑴 𝒊𝒏 '8...
𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒂𝒃𝒚 𝑰 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘, 𝑰 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒄𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒊𝒏
𝒀𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒐𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰'𝒅 𝒑𝒊𝒄𝒌
𝑰𝒏 𝒂 𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒖𝒑 𝒐𝒇, 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 30 𝒉𝒐𝒕 𝒈𝒖𝒚𝒔𝒀𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒐, 𝒔𝒐 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒚 𝑰 𝒃𝒆𝒕
𝒀𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒍𝒊𝒑𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒃𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒚 𝒘𝒆𝒕
𝑾𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑𝑾𝒆𝒍𝒍, 𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝑰'𝒎 𝒂 𝒘𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒆
𝑨𝒏𝒅, 𝑰 𝒔𝒍𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒈𝒖𝒚𝒔 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒇𝒖𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒅𝒓𝒖𝒈𝒔, 𝒃𝒖𝒕
𝑺𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝑰 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒚 𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒉𝒚
𝑰 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒘𝒆 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒐𝒍, 𝑰 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒘𝒆 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒐𝒍...