(Finchkit's open...all of my charries are open....#ForeverAlone)
♫I've got troubled thoughts, and the self-esteem to match What a catch, What a catch ♫ ♫All the boys who the dance floor didn't love, And all the girls who's lips couldn't move fast enough,Sing! Until your lungs give out! ♫
Used to be ~Silent~ Plz nu steal ;3 Pete Wentz is my future husband
"WHAT?!?!?" She screamed back, pouncing on the other kit.
♫I've got troubled thoughts, and the self-esteem to match What a catch, What a catch ♫ ♫All the boys who the dance floor didn't love, And all the girls who's lips couldn't move fast enough,Sing! Until your lungs give out! ♫
Used to be ~Silent~ Plz nu steal ;3 Pete Wentz is my future husband
"Hey....grawrarra!" Finchkit mewed, trying to batt at Spottedkit's ears.
♫I've got troubled thoughts, and the self-esteem to match What a catch, What a catch ♫ ♫All the boys who the dance floor didn't love, And all the girls who's lips couldn't move fast enough,Sing! Until your lungs give out! ♫
Used to be ~Silent~ Plz nu steal ;3 Pete Wentz is my future husband
Finchkit rolled onto her back, and lay there. "You have defeated me, oh mighty one,"
♫I've got troubled thoughts, and the self-esteem to match What a catch, What a catch ♫ ♫All the boys who the dance floor didn't love, And all the girls who's lips couldn't move fast enough,Sing! Until your lungs give out! ♫
Used to be ~Silent~ Plz nu steal ;3 Pete Wentz is my future husband