Summer is here and schools over. I am supposed to be having the time of my life, but no. I'm handcuffed to a bed, because I have been kidnapped, by a girl who's obsessed with me. There goes my flipping summer.
Summer is here and schools over. I am supposed to be having the time of my life, but no. I'm handcuffed to a bed, because I have been kidnapped, by a girl who's obsessed with me. There goes my flipping summer.
It's always that simple like this time. My drunkard voice let it out, "We can't be friends, junior..." I don't know why did I say something LIKE that!
But how could I tie those feelings behind my ton...