cheng cheng...
i played this. was too bored to the roots.damn big face
The Painter
- Roses
- Instead of things I'm good at, it might be faster to list the things I can't do. I can't cook or clean the house. My room's a mess, and I'm always losing things. I love music, but I can't sing a note. I'm clumsy and can barely sew a stitch. My sense of direction is the pits, and I can't tell left from right half the time. When I get angry, I tend to break things. Plates and pencils, alarm clocks. Later on I regret it, but at the time I can't help myself. I have no money in the bank. I'm bashful for no reason, and I have hardly any friends to speak of
Worlds Apart
Somewhere in Taiwan
there lies cocky chicks
Love For Skies
Love Love Love
Fairy Tales Love
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