Note.

This is in response to what I see online.

Yes, my words are razor sharp. I have a fucking bow and arrow on my leg.

If you don’t want me to kill you, stop poking me and waking up the Khaleesi inside me.

Also, stop sending me pictures of women. I already said I’m straight now multiple times.

I don’t know what exactly makes me bisexual, I will let you know when I understand it.

I don’t know what else is left for me to say. I can read the room, I’m not stupid. I don’t know the intentions.

As far as I know, I’ve already said everything.

You need to ask me.