I admire the ring from my dear alphabet boy, but how did he afford such a beautiful ring? He said it was just another shift at the drug company,he doesn't think I'm that fucking dumb does he? Whatever. Blood money or not, I love it, and maybe I love my alphabet boy. Maybe just a little.
But I'm just a silly girl with silly boys, so I can't know that. But still..the possibility. Its terrifying and now I just want syrup in my sippy cup.
I drink it all, I know what goes on and I know what will happen, but syrup is still syrup in a sippy cup. It doesn't change my love of it, so why would I stop caring for him?
Guess I'm still stuck on my Alphabet Boy. You always knew it would end this way, didn't you?
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Sippy Cup
FanfictionA story based off Sippy Cup, yet another Melanie Martinez story