Willis passed out, i thought he died.
I was telling him about how my brother had gone back to NYC for school, and how my mum is acting like he's dead. Shes been depressed for weeks now, and now I've finally got a break from her and Will is dead. Well, unconscious.
But he'll die one day, we have plans to live to 107 and die together on a flight to Hawaii. It's kinda random and weird ( and a little morbid) but those words kinda describe us perfectly.
😈 the next day
"WILL!!"
Willis had passed out yesterday, and he didn't wake up until this morning. How rude. Normally i wouldn't care if he passed out, but i was looking forward to hanging out with him and getting away from my mum. He just has to ruin everything, huh.
