by kaibunny94 » Sat May 05, 2012 9:25 pm
Emily looked at her fries with a sour pout "good grief, i do can't wait to get back to england and not have to eat this crap" she groans, pulling out some notes she pours over them.
When it's all over we will arise, from the ashes of your worthless fucking pity. We'll make a name for ourselves, by ourselves, we'll watch the stars come down to leave this city. Sacramento is Dead