“I`m a hybrid, Gilbert. You can`t kill me unless you cut off my head or rip out my heart. And you`re not going to do it with that lame-ass crossbow. Go ahead. Take a shot. Unless you don`t think you can hit me.”
So there’s this guy, and uh.. he told me to tell him how I feel about him, like it’s so easy. Um, you know just because I talk a lot doesn’t mean that I always know that I’m actually talking about. Like now, I’m feeling loopy and I don’t really know how to express myself. Um.. I can sing! Yeah! Yeah, know what? I’m gonna sing.