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I need a gun

Least you have someone to sleep next to

Miss deez nutz

Lucky bitch.

You think I don’t know that?

Smoking a cigarette on the TL

I mean— is stealing from a fast food place really on top of the list of ethical concerns you have?

I can steal ya some if ya want

I personally steal cheeseburgers whenever i’m depressed

Call me puppy the way I bark

How…does that help with your depression?

I’m going to hurl what the fuck is that

Goodnight

Did you mishear?

I wanna bully you so bad

Clockwork was very much enjoying this. She enjoyed the feeling of pain, and the thrill of the hunt. It appeared the hunter had now become the hunted, and Clocky wasn’t going to stop for anything. “Come on~! I just wanna talk!!”

“Hey~! You can’t just stab a girl and leave her out to dry~!” She immediately makes chase, a wicked grin on her face.