He was like a koala and I was his baby hanging on his body.
They all said I was sick, and they were right. I also thought I was terminally ill.
He is both poison and antidote. He is HLY when he makes me crazy, and he is a tranquilizer when he makes me calm down.
I hope that one day when I die, my tombstone will not only have my name engraved on it, but your name as well.
I'm sick I'm sick I'm sick I'm sick I'm sick I'm sick I'm sick I'm sick I'm sick I'm sick.
Calmly and delicately attack the social impact of neurosis
Intention: Mutual salvation between two people
