Tag: WHY
OH MY FUCKING GOD
I mean, I’d read it.
Me too.
About three things I was absolutely positive. First, I had a pokemon. Second, there was a part of me – and I didn’t know how dominant that part might be – that wanted to be the very best, like no one ever was. Third, Gary Oak was unconditionally and irrevocably a douchenozzle.
callanswall 