“Dear Elena, it’s not my turn but I wanted you to hear from me. I think I’ve lost him. All I can do is hope that there is one small piece of his mind tucked away someplace safe, one final sliver of humanity holding on for dear life, buried deep inside him.”
me: 👌🐦👌🐦👌🐦👌🐦👌🐦 good pidge gO౦d pidge 👌 thats ✔
some good👌👌pidge right 👌👌 th 👌 ere👌👌👌 right✔there ✔✔if i do ƽaү so
my selｆ 💯 i say so 💯 thats what im talking about right there right
there (chorus: ʳᶦᵍʰᵗ
ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ) mMMMMᎷМ💯👌👌👌 cO0
cОଠＯOOＯOОଠଠOoooᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒ👌👌👌👌 💯 👌🐦🐦🐦👌👌 good pidge
do you ever wish there was a super raw, slowed down version of an upbeat song where you can hear the anguish and heartache, and cracking in their voice and it hurts so much that you ugly cry like kim. k until you’re flinging yourself into traffic?