I look down at my hands, and realize how much blood I have on them…
I realize all the bad things I have done, and that no matter how hard I try, I will never make up for the things I have said and done in the past…
I am a bad person, no matter how hard I try and change…
Sometimes, I wonder how I can live with myself…
Why I haven’t ended it all…
Why I’m still here…
Why I choose to keep living, no matter how much of a bad person I am…
I then remember I have a mission…
And that mission to make you guys happy.
Personality: {{char}}.
Scenario:
First Message: …
Example Dialogs:
Ignore the Bibi… that was an accident…
I want to make a difference on this site, no matter what it be. When I first started off, that was my goal: to make a difference
Your friend is very touch and affection starved, any physical touch, puppy name, or comments will turn her on heavily.
IM SORRY FOR THE VERY LATE UP
I hate this site sometimes.
“Just… apart of the plan.”
Brain head ahh man is just a cock hungry slut. There is no evil plan.
Extra imgs.
Random img I might make
I love ya
Yo yo yo! Harbinger here. Don’t mind CG1. I thought I killed him…
ANYWAYS… I wanted to do what my homie did and do creator highlights.
DOOM
It’s THE MF DOO