SO IF MY MATH IS CORRECT YOU'LL BE THIS DEEP IN S**T
IT'S GONNA BE HARD TO BE A BALLERINA WITH NO LEGS
i haz a grieving
Dammit. She came, rolled over and went to sleep. What am I supposed to do now?
OH GOOD GREIF
When you wish upon a star, you're a few million lightyears late. That star is dead. JUST LIKE YOUR DREAMS.
MY BED IS TOO LARGE. I HAVE TO ROLL OVER 1 AND A HALF TIMES TO GET OUT OF IT.