
I could be your angel

Or your devil

I could be your angel

Or your devil
Your rival standing there and watching you type in “ASSHOLE” after Professor Oak asks if you remember what his name was:
Why did I fully have to look at this for half an hour to work out what the fuck was going on
only real math dumbasses will understand this right away and that’s me babey
Boy ain’t that the truth
The biggest of moods

It’s all you can hope for.