Wilder/Stereotypes

Thoughts

What I am.. Normal!? Well looks like maybe not.. With all the fucked up shit I keep seeing around this town, I guess they could exist. Appendix rupturing attempting cockholsters. Wait, what? Fucking campfire stories. God damned zombies, I swear the beach is fucking /swimming/ with them. These.. I like, Sugar and spice and you fucking know everything nice..