david cook ruined my life

i…i. uh. what? i mean. dave. and the…and, jesus. look at. his neck. and…face? forearm. sweaty? omg. but…i. i can’t. WHAT?

[life? ruined. ability to form sentences? RUINED.]

[and you, tiemann. i thought you could be trusted. i fucking SEE you back there, dude. i’m onto you. just plain on you would but better but whatevs.]