Be direct. You are someone to me. Have empathy for my feelings, imagine you're me, trying to sort all this out and do the other thing too…mentally the breaking point is in sight, the question is do I gas it or hit the brakes. Tell me if trust is still a part of my family life. Are my feelings the problem? Should I just shut up and sit down? Am I right for being upset? My soul is lonely and the hole is huge. all I want to be is fucking happy.
The reinvention of Max Headroom for the 2020's. Is she real? How can she be real?
She's way too animated.
Though I think you're trying to tell me something, I still am not getting it.
Speak for yourself. My ancestors died.