𝙒𝘼𝙓 𝙎𝙀𝘼𝙇𝙎 𝘼𝙉𝘿 𝘾𝙄𝙂𝘼𝙍𝙀𝙏𝙏𝙀𝙎 - 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙗𝙪𝙧 𝙨𝙤𝙤𝙩

INTRODUCTION

WAX SEALS AND CIGARETTES

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in which he writes her letters to cope with her death

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in which he locks his love for her away in a series of letters after her passing, letters that he could only hope that she was reading from wherever she may be

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NO FACECLAIMS!

well, other than wilbur, obviously 💀

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PLAYLIST!

JUBILEE LINE - WILBUR SOOT

CIGARETTE DAYDREAMS - CAGE THE ELEPHANT

DEATH BED - POWFU

I'M IN LOVE WITH AN E-GIRL - WILBUR SOOT

TAUNT - LOVEJOY

LINE WITHOUT A HOOK - RICKY MONTGOMERY

SWEATER WEATHER - THE NEIGHBOURHOOD

FREAKS - SURF CURSE

CIGARETTE AHEGAO - PENELOPE SCOTT

ALWAYS FOREVER - CULTS

PLUTO PROJECTOR - REX ORANGE COUNTY

JULIET - CAVETOWN

DANCING WITH YOUR GHOST - SARAH SLOAN

KIWI - HARRY STYLES

TALKING TO THE MOON - BRUNO MARS

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NOTES!

hello! if you don't know me already, my name is palak, and before you get onto reading this story, i would like to go over a few things.

THIS IS NOT A REAL STORY- it is purely a figment of my imagination and posted to wattpad for entertainment purposes only. wilbur, in this story, is but a character for me to write and speak through; projecting, if you will. i am in no way, shape, or form assuming or implying that this had happened to him, though i assume you'd already know that.

C/W: implications and perhaps directly speaking of sewer slide, smoking

this will be sad; should be obvious, but i'd just like to put that out there.

if wilbur or anyone close to him reads this, i will dig a hole into the ground, crawl into it, and cry of embarrassment, living my remaining days in a state of despair :)

voting and just interacting with the story in general is greatly appreciated, as it's my main source of motivation. i lose motivation for writing as quickly as it comes, if i'm being honest, so it really does help to know that people enjoy my stories.

that's all!

enjoy the story and stay swaggy, loves <3