Chrissy wasn't a drug dealer. *sighs and shakes her head running a hand back through her hair* She's a good person. She just...she has a hard time sometimes. It's girl stuff. *lies to protect her friend*
Please do. I find it refreshing. Almost as good as when I dyed the communion water red at your church. *laughs* ok. I'll show her that next time. And if you do anything to her for singing- also as far as who I love. I have good taste. You love women. So there's nothing wrong with me loving women. Everybody knows I do.
I'm allowed to look at eye candy. I'm not afraid of being who I am. *laughs and shakes her head, trying to get him to drop robin as a subject* She likes Joan Jett. It's called taste. But I'll show her some Black Sabbath next time. I'll burn if I go in a church.
Oh sweetheart. if the fact I like girls is the most demonic thing you think about me...you make me laugh. *she laughed before narrowing her eyes* I don't know what you're talking about. *She tried to keep Robin a secret so Robin wouldn't get chastised by people*
