What's that? You said you want another chapter? No? Well fuck off you get one anyways
Well, you know what they say. Another day, another cuminte_ tweet. And today was no different.
I wake to my phone being spammed by twitter notifications. I check the time. It was noon - when did I go to sleep? I roll out of bed and hit the floor with a thud. Holding my phone, I roll out of my room, down the hall, and into my kitchen. Without getting up, I open the pantry and pull out a loaf of bread.
The fancy bread.
I lay on the kitchen floor, eating bread and scrolling through twitter. By the time I got through the whole feed, I'd eaten half of the loaf.
Why am I like this?
I sigh and finally stand up, stretching my back. It gave a satisfying crack. Making my way back to my room (still with the loaf of bread), I wonder what I should do today. Probably just sit inside and play video games or write shitty fanfiction about a person on twitter.
You know, the usual.
Maybe I should visit cuminte_ again. I don't want to seem clingy, but I don't want to ignore him either. What would the middle ground be? I guess just talking on twitter. It would have to do for now.
Cuminte_ tweeted some dumb things such as pictures of some sexy-ass index cards.
Damn, I love index cards.
Suddenly, I get an idea. What if... I confess my feelings? It was a crazy idea. I didn't even know if he liked me back. But it had to happen at some point, right?
You know what?
Fuck it.
I DM cuminte_
Y: you C: cuminte
Y: hey, i need to talk to you about something...
c: sure, what is it?
y: I... I like you.
c: what
y: actually, no. I love you.
y: every time i insulted you, talked to you, anything.
y: it was because i love you.
c: what fuck off
c: i never liked you i just liked having the shrines n shit in my honor lmao
y: what the fuck does that mean the end of this fanfiction
c: i dunno thats your choice
c: also can you leave please
y: ok
Huh. Well. That didn't go well.
A grin plastered on my face, I walk to the kitchen. I pour myself a bowl of cereal. Still smiling, I head to the laundry room. From the shelf, I take a container of bleach. I happily pour it into the cereal. I grab a spoon and sit at the dining room table.
I open twitter and simply say, "okay guys im gonna kill myself bye!"
Hmm. Final words? Will? Anything? Well, no one's around to hear it anyway, so it doesn't really matter.
I pick up my spoon and look at it for a moment, then throw it behind me. I pick up the bowl of cereal and bleach and chug the entire thing.
Honestly, it was pretty good. It tasted like relief.
Still smiling, my throat begins to feel like it's on fire. I could feel it wearing away at my insides. It felt wonderful!
"follow cuminte_..."I manage to whisper as my body begins shutting down. I fall to the ground, grinning psychotically. My vision began to darken. My entire body went numb. One last thought conjured in my mind.
I wonder if they have ravioli in hell...
I loved writing this. Knowing full well what would happen. AHAHAHHAHAHA NO MORE FANFICTION FOR YOU KIDS INSTEAD YOU GET THIS SHIT!
