I Got Too Silly And Wrote A Poem Based Off Today's Fit Lore.

I got too silly and wrote a poem based off today's fit lore.

This cubito haunts me

What have you become?

What is care?

What is endangerment?

What is trust?

What is stupidity?

Are the lines too blurred to tell?

Much like your vision is now.

Consequences crack their way into your bones.

The truth rings through your ears.

The smell of rot haunts your breath.

You cannot say this was unexpected.

Now you can see the truth.

You can't let it kill you.

"it involves a very special someone" MUMZA MUMZA MUMZA MUMZA MUMZA

NO FACECAM WE ARE ABSOLUTELY FUCKED!

either Birdcage part 2 or therapy awaits us

OHOHOHOHO THATS BEAUTIFUL BUT OH MY GODSDD THEYRE SO FUCKEF UPPPP

fit: (looking at luzu art) you know it cant be easy living life as a radioactive person. not that i would know

WHEN I GET YOU FITMC.