My good and bad side fighting Me just watching them fight: Don’t mind me Ima just pack my stuff and leave ‘Scuse me please $&#@ this $#&* I’m out NOPE $&#@ this $#&* I’m out Alright then I don’t what the &*#$ just happened But I don’t really care Ima just get the @&#$ up outta here
So some of you guys have been asking me who are the parents of both of them. The parent of the good side is..............the bad side ;-;. The good side wanted to be a poet. But the bad side wanted him to be a serial killer like him. The good side never wanted to kill any innocent people. So the bad and good side are part of my family. The bad side is my great great grandfather and the good side is my great grandfather. Even though the good and bad side hate each other, when they are fighting, they take coffee breaks. They don’t fight often because they have other things to do. Btw the good side protects mostly everyone.
