Static
Premium Member
Honestly. Would you cry at night not knowing if I was safe or not? The deep sorrow of unknown dangers that might face me?
Think about it, I could be staring down the barrel of a double horned bore. Handcuffed naked around a tree lathered in honey.
I don't know why your think minds think I would be in those freaky situations, but how do my misadventures affect you?
Think about it, I could be staring down the barrel of a double horned bore. Handcuffed naked around a tree lathered in honey.
I don't know why your think minds think I would be in those freaky situations, but how do my misadventures affect you?