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OLD GUYS POV????

i met her on the way to chicago

she smiled at looked at me

that girl she had to be

*record scratch*

a fucking insane freak who is weirdly obsessed with me

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dear diary, 

so it all started when i was on the way to my shift at the bau i am fbi man with good friend brenda and derek 

 i bump into some lass who had actually already started to get on my nerves within the first second but whatevs

anyway so flash forward i go to her house cuz shes like kinda fit so i wanted a bit of a shag before i go stop cannibalism from regular sugar *quirky face*

but shes so weird so i walked off, i actually preferred the cannibalistic regular sugar than that. ANYWAY

flash forward like a lot

im in her house? 

like fully, i was walking down the street (which i do a lot for some fuck off reason)

and then POOF *emphasis on poof for dramatic effect*

im in her fucking bathroom, her standing in front of me, screaming and crying (perfect storm)

theres like gusts of wind going through and im confused cuz theres no window open, which again doesnt explain how the fuck i got here

"oh for fuck sake" 

"ITS YOU, OLD GUY IM IN LOVE WITH" crazy lass shouted

"yuh" 

"oh sorry i thought i ordered old guy im in love with not ariana FUCKING GRANDE" - said crazy lass

"first of all i have a name, second of all you did not order me this is not amazon, and third of all i do not support ariana grande after what she did to that poor woman buy stealing her fucking spongebob husband"

"thats the most youve ever said to me, i think i love you" she said

"fuck off lass I DONT KNOW YOU"

"also yass i support a guy who understands feminism okay pop offfff"

"i dont need to reveal my status on pop culture go away" i said

"unrelated what is ur opinion on homewrecker grande" i said again

"bad woman. no husband stealing hashgtag feminism"

"yeah okay" im secretly glad she agreed

"why am i in ur bathroom crazy lass" i ask

"im gonna be completely honest, i think i need a poo

im not sure tho." she exclaimed like she was scared

i start screaming 

"whats ur name old guy" she questioned

"crotchner, .......



...aaron crotchner"











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