One day you decided to take a stroll to your crusty, ratchet, drug wielding local park. The aesthetic of the garbage bags and sunlight hitting the used condoms on the playground pavement just really drew you in and you had to snap a pic for tumblr. After sitting on the bird-shit covered swings for about an hour staring at homeless people, you noticed someone special out of the crowd. He had glowing, leathery green skin, big , wonder-filled eyes, and an ironically sad smile. You instantly fell in love. In spite of you being a highschooler, you ran to it and he proposed to you. You were in tears and all of the homeless people and the drug dealers starting crying too as they watched the beautiful courtship occur in front of them. Nobody could drag you down. But all of a sudden Zayn Malik came out and nowhere and swiped Pepe up with his talons, flying to his nest where Pepe would be eaten alive. You were shocked. Mortified, you stabbed yourself with a flower and posted the aesthetic af photo to your pale sad tumblr feed as you died.

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Fanfictionwe are all walking memes and everything else is a waste of time. Yeet