by ♥Fleur Morte♥ » Fri Jan 22, 2010 2:54 pm
Joyce smiled, "Well you do relize that money makes the world go around, why this very meadow was comissioned by money to stay like this, the clothes that you wear processed by money only to be sold for more money" she explained, snarling at Noah, "But i guess you never care about anything else but the death of bellowed friends, yes i stated friends", swithly she took out a pocket knife and through it at Noah's heart.
"Soldier on little cookie."