BLOOD STILL STAINS WHEN THE SHEETS R WASHED
SEX DONT SLEEP WHEN THE LIGHTS R OFF
KIDS R STILL DEPRESSED WHEN U DRESS THEM UP
AND SYRUP IS STILL SYRUP IN A SIPPY CUP
no one ever talks to me on here unless it's something along the lines of:
"omg i love your profile pic"
"omg thanks i love melanie"
"omg ikr same"
and then we never talk after that :/
would you rather me:
A. continue to write My Imaginary Friend and try to remember how i wanted it to go
B. re write My Imaginary Friend and change it so it goes in a kinda different direction
C. keep it as it is and don't update it again and never finish it