drink with me, to days gone by.
to the life, that used to be.
at the shrine of friendship never say die
here’s to you, and here’s to me…
GUYS I WAS AT THE LEAFS GAME WHEN THIS HAPPENED I WAS CRYING
K I’M DONE NOW BYE HAHAHAHAHAHA
Go on ANON and tell me what you think of me. I do not want to know who it is, at all. Don’t tell me who it is, don’t give me hints, don’t say your screen name. Tell me exactly what you think of me. Don’t sugarcoat things. Don’t lie. If you hate me, tell me why. Tell me what I’m doing wrong. If you like me, tell me why. Tell me exactly what you think of me.
A casual reminder that “no Stiles” is used as a punishment against Scott.