Been wvhat, a fewv days?
I got my shit wvorkin again meanin I'm back "online". I'm a bit, happy. Yeah it's only over damn messages but that land dwveller wvas right. Psi did need help. And she's there wvith him. Pisses me off that she gets to physically be there first really. For shits sake, I'm still flushed for the skinny, clutzy asshole. Of course I'm goin to be a jealous fuck. Nothin he said about that fuckin lowv blood sits right though. Wvho is that fuckin stupid? Wvho tries to growv fuckin gills and doesn't knowv wvhat Pailin is?
Psi didn't seem to actually fuckin mind it, or the fact the damn thin eats other trolls and nothin else. Oh but don't mind the slight detest I havwe for the far younger, shit piled land dwveller; my damn flush crush is off as the damn helmsman. It wvasnt a pointless, fruitless faith. I actually smiled wvhile wvorkin wvhen wve started messagin. That doesn't happen on my ship. Evwer. The crewv wvas shocked I could do anythin but scowvl. They're all curious to meet him nowv and I don't knowv if it's a good thin. Wvhat if he's just spewvin shit at me for a laugh and a safe place?
He left me twvice as kids. . . Howv am I to trust he actually has the damn feelins I do. . .
Fuck it. I'll find out wvhen I see him first fuckin hand. . .
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Nothing but the Journal of Self-Proclaimed Trash
FanfictionHey, this is based off of a continuous, grueling, and entertaining rp that I have with multiple buddies of mine. I decided to put things in Dual Scar's feelings throughout the entire thing so enjoy the taste of a fairly misunderstood person (in my o...
