...oh... my... god...
Okay, sometimes I get emotional about things.
I've cried over THAT PICTURE four times yesterday, held back tears all day today.
I'll fucking kill her.
I will fucking kill her.
I will burn her from the inside.
I will have him.
He is fucking mine.
DIE YOU FUCKING BITCH! DIE!
Edit: Oh my god. Oh my god. This cannot be happening to me. I tried to order a shirt of the Death of Phoenix, you know, with Scott holding the woman he SHOULD be holding..
and they're out of stock, and don't know if they'll be getting anymore...
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anyway,
Smyrna is a little too far North for me to be able to get to before the Party on Saturday. I have to work too much between now and then.
I'm on the South Side in Peachtree City (unfortunatly)
cyclops is kind of a tool.