I know you play mysterious and aloof just to avoid getting hurt. And I know you have reasons for not wanting talk about your past. I want you to know that I don’t care about any of that stuff. Because I’m in lesbians with you.
A little bird told me this might be print you can purchase with America dollars at something called FanX around Gold 10? Sounds like a bunch of nonsense words to me. Plus, the bird had a crazy, untrustworthy look in its eyes.
Also, it was a talking bird? No. None of this sounds right. It was probably a demon.