You know how we each have an angel on one shoulder and a little evil devil on the other? Should I be concerned that my devil has wrapped my angel in duct tape?
the nice men in white coats have me locked up hostage in a round fluffy room and they gave me a cozy hug myself jacket hehe its fun to run into the fluffy wall
I lost my imaginary friend. he said that the voices in my head where picking on him and that he didn't need that kind of abuse. I hope he comes back I miss him.
A friend will help you up when you fall. A real friend will laugh and then help you up. A best friend will laugh hysterically and trip you again when you get up
