Ava: How is it that you volunteer to clean up other people's trash every weekend but can't pick up your own goddamn shoes.
Pierce: The executive dysfunction really kicks in when I'm here.
Rhys: You need therapy.
Pierce: I need a Will To Live.
Rhys, whacking him with a stick: Therapy!!!!
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My Inner Demons But On Crack
UmorismoOh god ya'll all gonna hate me- Get ready for the most gayest thing to exist, oh wait- That's already me.
