Y'know, I thought I was OVER your disaster-prone emo boi ass back in my teenage years. Like, hahahahaha, good ol' Lord Morpheus, Prince of Stories, King of Poor Immortal Life Decisions, yeah we had some good times, right?
But no.
Because THIS happened. Like, suddenly, I have to deal with your pretty, sensitive, such disaster, such emo boi, such very wow Victorian dreamboat face ALL. OVER. AGAIN.
And I get Morpheus SMILES. LIKE FLEET FAINT LITTLE WISPS THAT GRAB MY HEART AND IM LIKE FML NO. THE AUDACITY. NOPE. I CANT.
AAAAAAARRRRGH!!! GDIT!



















