Why is it that just looking at that room conjures thoughts of Halestorm and Clove Cigarettes and a childhood plush dressed up in some spare metal accessories?
She's probably got some kind of busted sportsball stick behind the door studded with old nails and half a roll of duct tape
Why is it that just looking at that room conjures thoughts of Halestorm and Clove Cigarettes and a c
Taken from my version of the post on my page. In Lita's own words.
Lita: "WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT?! Gonna dote on me like I'm some sorta baby? You here to tell me that my music's too loud? Scold me 'cuz I took some of Nora's underwear? Or are you here because you wanna bang me before I end up evolving? Pervy bastard! I do whatever the hell I want, when I want, how I want! Ya got a problem with that?! If ya do, then you can kiss my fluffy black furred ass!! Now GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM MY ROOM!!!!"
Me: "Damn...she's almost ready to evolve and I get a shit ton of insul--"
Lita: "And for the record, you ain't my dad..."
*SLAM!!!*
Taken from my version of the post on my page. In Lita's own words. Lita: "WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT
