Gravey is cared about by no one. Gravey is all alone. Gravey is loved by no one, needed by no one, hated by all. Gravey sits in her corner and weeps. Gravey needs love, but I cant give it to her. Why? I ask myself. I look in there deep. And suddenly, I realize: I AM GRAVEY.

MELODRAMATIC MUCH?

yes. says i. yes.

is that really how you feel???

yes. says i. yes.

REALLY???

i already said i said yes didnt i??? wtf your an idiot.

sadness sauce. im drowning in it.

*yippee skippy*