I just found out how to change textures in Plants Vs Zombies. Gimme things to change textures to

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I just found out how to change textures in Plants Vs Zombies. Gimme things to change textures to
Deal breaker!
BITCH HELP ITS A FUCKING BKACK WIDOW!!!-
Get off of tumblr girl, what the fuck are you doing
… A wild G5 emerges from hell!! …Drive Knight drops his magic box!
But he stalls? …A stare down…?
He is out of energy?! Or so he says … but at such a critical moment!?
Yo?! there is a murder robot on the loose wdym “zannen…” Mr. S-class?!
Critical moment it is. Even G5 claims it? almost cannot sense any energy from Drive Knight.
K So he drops his box, looks alarmed n ready to act… but he doesn't make a move.
Knight Borg(?) looks bout ready to shut down n hibernate more than to fire up the gears.
^no but why does he actually look haggard here
I don't doubt he is low on energy cuz his core is some form of electricity? which is bound to run out, and he did hv to absorb power from stray cables. He also AWOL'd for an early night on his own to wander Ghost Town so it must hv spent some on him, but,
I do doubt every other action n word of his, just how much his limit is, if he is so cautious abt his capability, is it more or less than he lets on?
Such Tension!! Why do you address your alleged friend and battle comrade so solemnly?
Never expected to gauge emotion from mecha but I thus far perceived irritation, confidence, n now exhaustion, displeasure(?!) even, from the sharp eye of a metal body.
i don’t write poems anymore.
i think about it, but it never happens.
i still collect words here and there, just in case.
but
i have run out of language to convey them.
this new reality feels insincere.
clinging to me like an indolent child.
i’m left with a profound sense of sadness,
-closing the door.
All of your life's problems in one 🙄
SAVING MY WIFE FROM A GHOST USING MY PHONE! https://youtu.be/_UmevNR2mGM