Getting a full inside look into Percy’s room and genuinely feeling nauseous. That’s my son. He just wants to listen to his cassette tapes and CDs and read his spiderman comics and play his guitar and make silly art and
pero como que cinco años pero yo en qué realidad vivo si para mí esto lo subieron AYER. Cuántos años llevo en esta cárcel me estoy volviendo loca Cassandra te odio