If Jojo could be anything, he'd be a man...with butterfly wings.
His wings would be sooo special...Beautiful. He would stretch them out on a nice sunday afternoon, and then he would take a nap. Yup. A warm, warm nap.
I think he would wear beautiful designs with wonderful colors...more than one, especially around his eyes. Good.
I wish I were a butterfly.
Goodbye.
About Me
- Jojo - is angry.
- This is me, Jojo. I'm with my protection. Loud. Sometimes Jojo has very, very deep thoughts. Sometimes not. Sometimes those thoughts turn into screams. Sometimes the screams become laughs. Sometimes the screams do not become laughs. What else could be said about all of humanity?
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