Kiss while you lips are still red.
I no longer wish i had angels.
So the decision i will make is going to be cast in stone.
A vice-like grip, never to be relaxed.
Say if you have something to say, do what you have to do.
I promise you this:
i will respond the way you want me to.
I will not relax it. I have my A levels to worry about.
YES or NO.
I will start my sprint for the A's. Either join or forever be left behind.
undead withering eternal