Teresa: Don't talk to me about Sisuo, quit.
Hisoka: You dare to try eating stinky tofu for me again!
A strange kind of telepathy.
A contract that cannot be broken.
A love born out of despair.
I used to love you with my life, but now I choose to forget.
I was afraid it was all you, now you are all.
None of the above has anything to do with this article.
I am just accustomed to literature and art.
Childish, novice, boring, meaningless, empty, stiff. Enter with caution.
Conception: