Thank the f****** lord it wasn’t me. I am so glad you destroyed us. Just got to wait an are verbal contract under the stars is NULL AN VOID. I’m planning on crossing the sea to literally get as physically far as I can from you. I’m literally about to get back that piece of my heart you trapped in a box. Davy Jones gets his heart back soon. Let the sea run high an the fog carry light. I stayed so hidden from even my reflection. My dark cloud has her own ball an chain. Responsibility set me free from ignorance and a moment’s decision. Thank you. ⛓
