There's a dog and a flower and some weird shit I found in my pocket but these coats don't have pockets and Luxord is Hitler.
I'm blue but there's fruit and he keeps touching and touching and touching me.
White hands and he's touching me.
The drugs they give are given by him with sick awkward smiles before—before—this coat is too tight.
Bird.
There was a time I didn't have a coat, my hair was pretty blue-silver and I learned about Hitler. I guess he's not dead 'cause he's still touching me so obviously suicide doesn't work.
Luxord Luxord Luxord Luxord Luxord
Parmesan one time he held me so rough that I screamed and I screamed and I knew no one would come but I screamed anyway because his hurts and mine hurts and it's just a fuckload of pain.
Tricking is hard, especially me, but I can do it so the coat stop its bleeding and I stop my feeling and boy oh boy is applesauce day the greatest.
insanity is dandy.
i fear being sued, so i say it again: i don't own kingdom hearts.