bruh. its my head, also f*ck my life. therefore im gonna stop making sese
ur at ur house somehow and wills asleep, with cuts EVERYWHERE
Will: *wakes up, his eyes lavender and parts of his face rotted and deycayed* hey.....dont worry about me...im uh, clumsy
Will: *he touches the band aids, and they rot, some shootign spores or turning into mushrooms or flowers* i told you im fine
Will: if i showed you my real face......well this is nothing compared to that
* tf stic suppoed to mean?*
Will: whatever alright...*eventualy straight up walks away and eats some cold pizza*
