be banished thou art..
*big tears roll down the sides of my eyes*
to the corner u must be sent
to collect dust
*takes up fierce tones*
thou hasth served me well..
the bepanthen baby cream has arrived
so u two... must... be banished..
at least for two weeks
*the girl sadly puts away her lovely clear lip gloss in the corner*
you too... little one... love you as much as i may...
2 weeks max
*puts the other pot of pink gloss away*
i'll be back for you guys
we'll be reunited!
WE SHALL BE REUNITED!