šāš š”ššš š¤š š šššš” š”šššš”āšš, šššššššš šššš šššš”šš šššš.
Now, what if i cry and bawl my eyes out, what then, what if i explode from all the grief i feel towards this image, and it ends up being such a mess that my funeral will be done with a closed casket, DO YOU HAVE REMORSE?



















