I miss our terrible cooking.
I'd hate it so much that I'd love it.
But now I can't cook with you,
and I'm not sure what to eat.
I haven't eaten in days, Phil.
It's so bad.
I just can't bring myself to do it.
There's no point without you.
I'm lost without you.
I love you, Phil.
YOU ARE READING
unread messages // phan.
FanfictionPhil is gone. Dan only has the messages. -- Potentially triggering.
