Toby: *he almost takes it, then spits it out* SNAP OUT OF IT
*he knocks you in the head with a axe, and you snap out of it, only with the fainest memeories of only the worst things*
Toby: its okay...its okay..its not your fault, Joy makes you do horriblw htings, trust me
Tim: i throwing this f*cking drug away! *incinerates the drug*
*you fall asleep in the hallway*
Michelle: wa up!!!! why you fwall sleep on da fwoor? ooh candy!!! *tries to eat Jo
Yeah agreed
Michelle: bad? hokay
*somewhere in your mind you want to...take it? i mean, the feeling is almost to easy to push away, but every so often, it keeps telling you to*
Tim: *gives you a very knowing look*
dam seeya
