boundaries.

33 1 2
                                    


boundaries, a foreign concept to you.

everyone is telling you to get off fox.

and what did you do?

get closer to her.

can you not see her?

she is attempting to move away from you.

you didn't even ask to sit on her lap.

her legs were crossed, and you moved them.

do you not get the hint?

and when i did mention something

about boundaries

and how you rarely respect them,

you cry.

"koala hates me, snake hates me, fox hates me, everybody hates me!" you yell as you run away.

koala does hate you.

you are right.

and you can't change my mind anymore.

take a hint, macaw.

she's backing up from you,

koala , salamander and snake are telling you to back away.

and you don't.

you make yourself even more comfortable on her.

she clearly doesn't want it, so why do it?

i want an answer from you.

i want to know what goes on in that pea brain of yours,

when you make dumb decisions like this.

yet you still play the victim?

wrong. just wrong.

i won't sugarcoat it anymore.

if you can't handle the truth, you can't handle the real world.

i despise you, and no amount of apologies can change that.

i don't know about the others, but i don't want to be friends.

i never wanted to.

you can beg time and time again,

it won't work on me.

so give up, on me atleast.

scrambledWhere stories live. Discover now