fix me.
but i work just fine.
fix me.
i guess i'm worn down.
fix me.
they say i have a few screws loose.
fix me.
i've been formatted wrong, it's a mistake.
fix me.
no this is wrong, i'm just...
fix me.
i'm broken.
About Me.
- Emma Cherry
- In a yellow sumbarine, Liechtenstein
- We must blend into the choir Sing as static with the whole. We must memorize nine numbers and Deny we have a soul. And in this endless race for property and Privilege to be won. We must run, we must run, we must run.
