four.

gorgeous. c:::::

fight fight fight-

whoops.

well, tris and i could've had kids, but then she died-

fuck no.

//okay, i just threw up and i'm feeling horrible, so i'll be off for the rest of the night. goodbye.

guess i'm in charge. no smart-asses allowed, or you're being pushed into the pit.

//i had to go reference my book, lol-

i feel like shit. but that isn't really anything new.

i'm gay for the number four.