Salutations.
I'm a little bitch for Ryan Ross.
I like my coffee like I like Ryan Ross, sweet and full of milk.
RYDEN is real and the government knows it.
FRERARD is, I repeat, is real.
MCR broke my doot doot heart.
This shit is easy peasy pumpkin peasy, pumpkin pie motherfucker.
I just got so emo I fell apart.
I am the master of the wicket.
Better stay on that side of the street motherfucker, I'll knock you out.
Late dawns and early sunsets.
Thanks pete.
No thanks pete.
Not in front of the puppies pete.
No but I got cheese whiz.
It's not a bad dicc.
Five sauce.
Mixed nuts.
Gourmet fuckin fruit gels bro.
Yee.
Nobody knows what it means but it's provocative and it gets the people going.
Hey moon.
I'm sorry.
*whoosh*
ExCuSe Me, cOuLd YoU pLeAsE lEaVe.
No please stay.
Oh FrAnKiE.
Ha. MeMeD iT.
I'm sorry I'll leave.
If you follow me, I'll most likely follow you.
Why are you following me, go home.
Oh and one last thing before I go, Anna, you queer bitch, if your reading this, stop fucking internet stalking me and go do something better with your "life".
Kill me.