It as a rainy day, a Friday, after school, I was in the train going home with my friends. They were talking about something I ignored, my attention was on something else...
They were so much, they were all over my fingers...
Their beautiful dark green color was driving me crazy.
I couldn't concentrate on anything when they were near me...
My pens.
"What do you think Malcolm?" Alemander asked.
"U-u-u-uh uhm..." I blushed so badly, I bet I looked like a tomato.
Thank god the train stopped and we had to get out.
"Ok well see you on Monday friend" Alemander said and walked away.
I sighed and started walking to my house.
Nobody knew this special thing about me...
My pensexuality...
Well, to be honest I only found this out a few days ago, please don't ask how..
I needed to tell my daddy and my mommy, I knew my daddy was penophobic but I love pens and since he's my dad he should love me for who ever I am right?
Hiii guys 🥺🤍🤍✨ OMG CLIFFHANGER IM SO SORRY I HOPE YALL DONT HATE ME TOO MUCH! ✌🏻🥰🥺🥺🥺 SORRY GUYS I HAVENT UPDATED IN 2 YEARS I WAS IN THE HOSPITAL I HAD BRAIN ARM AND LEG CANCER BUT NOW IT HAS IMPROVED AND I CAN DATEEE SORRY GUYS! 💕💕💕💕💕💕😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😏😏😏😏😏😏😏😏😏😏
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Malcolm and his pens
HumorMalcolm has a secret that no one knows about, he likes pens, but what will his parents and friends think? (I'm writing this for fun I don't want to offend anyone)
