Why must I be summoned ...
Verity would be posted up in the corner enjoying her daily regimen; a handful of marshmallows. Not's let forget her handful of marshmallows isn't complete without a spoon of Nutella.
She would walk around the room telling everybody stories of how pULSe is this and pULSe is that, confirming that she's a hideous fat bitch in denial of the fact that she has some kind of obsession with me.
I'll probably have to leave when she edges near me, drool hanging from her bottom lip and Nutella stains all over her cheap 10 euro hoodies with played out rap monickers like "Dipset" and "G-Unit" stitched across.
I can't be around tough wimenz liek dat, I'm scurred B.
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