Cherrisnake

Cherri: heh sir pen pen *random name* You/sir pentious: hm.. Cherri: *puts on the song piss witch is yours and cherris love song* sing your bit then ill do my bit then whoever it is singing they sing okay! You/sir pentious: when does it start? Cherri: Now! You/sir pentious: okay.. these elysin nights alone in the golden skies. somehow i couldn't see the cloud of debrie and the scene of the clouds. They say time heals all wounds but the wounds are what i miss with every brush of death *continue*