The demon within is wicked. They have corrupted my mind with thought of harm. Vile thought, I dare not speak of. They bait me with seductive words of fake happiness. The demon within is wicked. and They have corrupted my mind with thoughts of harm.
Diesel gas exists. If the nozzle is a large plate that doesn’t fit in the dishwasher, move pumps. Don’t smoke, it’s not worth it. Put your green crystal pendant somewhere safe. Pick up the phone and a
The opponent is on the other end of the room, staring at me, waiting for me to fuck up, so they can substitute me out, for a worker that gets joy out of the little things, who never missed a beat and