Anglo-saxonisms to one fucking side, mate, I've got Freddie-fucking-Mercury living at the end of my fucking sentences like I can't live with it, I'm gonna die without it.
FOR FUCK'S SAKE, now you got a hold on me, you hijacked my heart. [He's tried to strike this out several times. It kept coming back.]
no subject
FOR FUCK'S SAKE, now you got a hold on me, you hijacked my heart. [He's tried to strike this out several times. It kept coming back.]