DAMN

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you wake up crying and read more dms 

you: fuck love fuck life fuck him fuck everyone 

you cry more and you play music on your speakers

you: what do we do when we feel like shit? listen to the same song all fuckin day 

you check your snap and see that corpse snapped you a bunch 

you: he's so pure whyyyyyyyyyyyy 

you cry  for a while and just snap him back with a picture of you crying 

you: i'm good bebe

you lay there with the song on blast playing over rand over again 

you: absolutely right sir! anime btiches i look at her tities then i take her home and we count up theses fifties I come to yo city I sneak in yo chimney 

you read your youtube comments for a while and get a notification from Instagram 

you: what now 

you check it and see a bunch of dms form creepy pedophiles 

you :i know i'm not a child but this is child molestatiooonnnnn 

yo start to cry and you lay under your blanket sweating in corpse's hoodie and you get a notification that he went live and you watch it 

corpse: ama i'm at your door let me in it's boring out here

you comment: it's "feel like shit"  day go away unless you wanna come deal with me 

corpse: I'll deal with you ama just open the goddamn door there's a teenage girl staring at me and it's creeping me out 

you get up and open the door and run back to your room and lay under your blanket and he comes into the room 

corpse: so you try and sweat to death and listen to a song about porn 

you: mhm

he drops a pile of clothes on you and you just lay there 

corpse: are you sure you're okay 

you: yes why corpse 

corpse: because  just dropped my favorite hoodie on your face and you did nothing 

you: thank i guess

 you wrap your arms around the large pile and smell them 

you: smell good 

corpse: thanks i think?

he lays next to you and he goes to wrap his arms around you and you push him 

you: no 

corpse: why 

you: i feel like shit  i don't want you to catch my disease

corpse: I've had it for 23 years

he wraps his arms around you and you lay there together in comfortable silence until he laughs

you: cooooorpse 

corpse: silence is fucking boring 

you: well I have clinical fucking depression you bitch so shut the fuck up before i put period blood in your kool-aid 

corpse: i'm sorry ama

you: it's okay boo

corpse: you're so nice