by Intense Disaster » Tue Nov 23, 2010 11:58 am
Limit walked down the hall and looked at the glass.-"Um, Iris, I think something happened."-She looked up and saw Phyre. She jumped over the glass.-"You sit on the couch, mister."-She said pointing at the couch and speaking in a stern voice, her face as serious as can be.
Iris hugged him back and looked at Limit.-"I'm gonna clean up the glass."-She looked at Phyre.-"Good luck with this."-She pointed at Limit.
You Are The Result Of 4 Billion Years Of Evolutionary Success.
Act Like It.
I didn't change, you just never knew me.
Whenever I find the key to success, someone changes the lock.
My family is temperamental. Half temper and half mental.
I'm not a toy, you can't just drop me when you get bored.