OH MY GOD, MY ROOM. ALL MY STUFF. ALL MY COMIC BOOKS AND MY TOYS AND MY POSTERS AND EVERYTHING, EVERYTHING IS GONE.
IVE BEEN DIGGING THROUGH MY CLOSET AND ALL I HAVE ARE NORMAL CLOTHES AND THIS GIRL KEEPS FOLLOWING ME AROUND INSISTING THAT WE'RE DATING.
WHAT THE FACK IS GOING ON.