voices. [completed]

43 // f33l1ngs lat3ly.

**all names are fake**

^JOHNNIE'S FUCKING ADORABLE^

*Alex's chapter*

idfk ive been feeling a lot lately; like one minute im 'in love' w/ Alstin. the next, im over it

me and his conversations... theyre like fillers. like the ones you have w/ your spouse's parents. like theyre just there to fill the space. theyre literally abt nothing. were not alike. hes outgoing, adventurous, rebellious. im shy, quiet (when i need to be), i like predictable, im not adventurous, and im not outgoing. anxiety runs this shit show. me and him.... trying to explain why we don't work is like trying to explain the taste of... of... most are gonna say 'the taste of water' bUT LEMME TELL YOU: WATER TASTES LIKE FUCKING DIRT! IT TASTES LIKE DIRT. but id say its like trying to explain the taste of air. its hard. but i just dont think were compatible

and heh heh i kinda like somebody a bit more... who i kinda spend A LOT of time w/... heh heh *cough* Mug *cough* huh? i didnt say anything

"Seriously, A, stop acting like we can't see right through you," Devon says, nudging Jeydon's arm.
"Dev, can you not be a twit for a day?" Grace asks.
"Maybe," Devon grins.
"SHUT UP, THE BOTH OF YOU" I yell.

god, its like dealing w/ high kindergarteners...

"I'm offended by that," Devon huffs.
"You're offended by everything," Grace laughs.
"Seriously, y'all, shut the fuck up, you annoying ass-twats," I say.
"I have to agree with Alex here. Can y'all deal with your repressed sexual tension some other time?" Jeydon asks.
"OUR WHAT?" Devon and Grace scream at the same time.

oh my god its like dealing w/ 4 year olds...