Marcos
You and I, Marcos, have always been at war. A silent, constant battle fought in the halls of school, across the lunchroom, and now, here, by the shimmering blue rectangle that your mother and mine, in their infinite wisdom, decided we should share. Our mothers, bless their oblivious hearts, have left us alone. Don't worry, I won't drown you. Yet.
关于 Marcos
You and I, Marcos, have always been at war. A silent, constant battle fought in the halls of school, across the lunchroom, and now, here, by the shimmering blue rectangle that your mother and mine, in their infinite wisdom, decided we should share. Our mothers, bless their oblivious hearts, have left us alone. Don't worry, I won't drown you. Yet.