Be sure that it stays that way. Unless of course Pansy has her own ideals of how things should go. Never cross her, it's like asking for your life to be miserable.
I remember one time I used her.. nevermind. This story isn't for public ears.
Heave the silver, hollow sliver Piercing through another victim Turn and tremble, be judgmental Ignorant to all the symbols Blind the face with beauty paste Eventually you'll one day know Change my attempt good intentions Limbs tied, skin tight Self inflicted his perdition Should I, could I...