LoL
the old who said
"I think the cake i bought was very nice"
the middle who said
"I think the food i cooked was very nice"
you said
"I think the bread i baked was very nice"
and then youtoo said
"I think the words i wrote were very nice"
AHH~ what is our world coming to?
*sigh*
the world that i valued. the little puppets within.
all seemed so fated. so fatally converging at a fixed point.
Are we all of a same mould.
did you plan all this pain for me, hikari?
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