They removed the tumor.
It came back.
They removed the tumor.
It came back.
I’m currently updating the mobile version of this website, so if it looks janky, that’s what that’s all about.
It burrows under your skin and infects you with cuteness.
It’s fashionable until you have to get completely undressed to go to the bathroom.
No one knows where it came from.
It lives inside your nightmares and won’t stop trying to make small talk.