through the years…
For now, let him sleep.
So here we are: a thief, two thugs, an assassin and a maniac. But we’re not going to stand by as evil wipes out the galaxy. I guess we’re stuck together, partners.
Wednesday, September 16th. Day 679. Alex has the cutest back yard. The only thing that would improve it is grass. Joking. But not really. I love grass.
You know, I’ve been a spy for so long, and I’ve never felt this powerful in my entire life. It’s incredible.
Oh! Hey. I’m down for a lung transplant.
Tuesday, September 15th. Day 678. Help I’m living in a world where this is considered to be a medium. I don’t even think that this will fit in my bladder.