lizzumsbeth
Spike the ball, dammit. Spike it over the net or there is no hope. There is no hope because this isn't a manga. This is real life. This is your real life and your real gym class where everyone frequently laughs at you. Today, for once, try not to deserve it. Please?
I was once made of science. I like to think that we can all be made of science someday. I think it was in the fourth grade when I was last made of science. Now I'm just a tiny portion science and mostly made of gum paste. You know gum paste? Yeah. That.