I want you to be my plague.
You are not the problem.
Maybe for you. But what the hell. How embarrassing.
That really just shifts the problem, rather than solving it.
I really don't remember what the hell was going on with me when I wrote that. :laugh: I'M HALLUCINATING
Not really.
I don't mind, sweetie :(
I have a shell.
If I just wasn’t so thick!