COLT
Got a head full of noise
About a hundred different things I'm tryna avoid
I got a mind in the gutter
Got trouble on one hand, a beer in the other
About a hundred different things I'm tryna avoid
I got a mind in the gutter
Got trouble on one hand, a beer in the other
My, if that's how he looks when he's confused, she can't imagine his face when he's actually angry. She hopes she can continue to count that as the case. "For fun," she says it easy, like the idea is obvious and as simple as it sounds. He could be like a parade float gone rogue, attempting to see if anyone on the ground could muster the strength to not only ski along behind him, but try to rein him in. "C'mon, admit it, you'd want to see people dangling beneath you." She's beginning to get a bead on what he seems to consider fun, which so far constitutes as terrorizing.
Case in point, his response to her poor dogs, which earns a broader grin.
Pulling all the swept and gathered piles into one large heap for disposal, Colt ponders all the new species he lists off. Maybe the bear would be his best shape after all, or perhaps the tiger, a bit more agile. "Quite the list," she appraises, unwilling to give away her schemes so soon. A pause then as she considers a bit more, deeply, what it must be like to endure the shifting. "What does it feel like, when you," she waves her hand off to explain the rest.
Case in point, his response to her poor dogs, which earns a broader grin.
Pulling all the swept and gathered piles into one large heap for disposal, Colt ponders all the new species he lists off. Maybe the bear would be his best shape after all, or perhaps the tiger, a bit more agile. "Quite the list," she appraises, unwilling to give away her schemes so soon. A pause then as she considers a bit more, deeply, what it must be like to endure the shifting. "What does it feel like, when you," she waves her hand off to explain the rest.
Got the wind in my hair
I got nowhere to go so I'm already there
Can't say I would and I can't say I wouldn't
If I don't come back, don't come lookin'
I got nowhere to go so I'm already there
Can't say I would and I can't say I wouldn't
If I don't come back, don't come lookin'
Received a Gilded Market wig from Remi that resembles her usual hair and is enchanted to stay on better than most wigs | has a reverse centaur tattoo on her left hand with the legs going down her pointer and middle fingers that looks like this.
