She's moved on with her life, guys. Be like Elsa and let it goooooo. Let it goooooo.
15 years and 100,000+ pages of art later, and some folks are like that thin pretty girl who can't get over being called fat in elementary school. So unhealthy.
She's moved on with her life, guys. Be like Elsa and let it goooooo. Let it goooooo.
15 years and 100,000+ pages of art later, and some folks are like that thin pretty girl who can't get over being called fat in elementary school. So unhealthy.
"A happy ending? So unlikely. We're not having a moment here.
Wrong city, wrong people, all huddling in fear.
No one escapes the slaughterhouse, and that's just where you're at.
(You could've asked Rebecca but then Adam stomped her flat.)
You think you're special cuz you're scrappy? You're deluded, time to go.
Lucy's living on the moon but you're another dead psycho."