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Micah felt unhappy. His brilliantly emotional artwork (story) had been deleted by Wattlpad. How dareth they? It had been four successful years, of staying online and gathering about ten peoples attention. Habbalashbbala gets fucked had been an all time success. Fame had come his way. Until the bastards at Wattpad decided that BANANAS and DAT ASS didn't work together. Now back to the story. 

Why am I in da forest? Is dis real life? Micah looked around and saw a pineapple lying on the floor. He couldn't believe it. This was the PINEAPPLE. An apple from the pines. Insert pun. No pine. This was a dirty dirty pineapple.

"To get the dirt off the pineapple you just have to apple the pine. Everybody knows that."

So Micah went ahead and did exactly that. How? Don't ask.

As he whispered into the pineapples ear he realized he finally knew what love meant. You know he was searching for love? Exactly. You know who didn't search for love? Wattpad. Des rite. They deleted all of our content because they don't care. They didn't love us the way Micah loves his pineapple. Why Wattpad? Why weren't we good enough for you? We could have figured things out but you decided to take our things and just throw them out of the window like an angry freshly broken up 16 year old. This isn't fair Wattpad. It just isn't fair. I thought we had some connection. More than just a wifi connection. It was way more. Sometimes I lay in bed and I...I miss you. I really miss u. U were my all. Maybe not but you were something. You meant something to me.

You know Wattpad. There are many other social media outlets I can write on.

But then again I can't seem to let you go.

Anyways just wanna see how long it'll take you to remove yet another piece of my content. As you do with another piece of my heart. 

Peace. Hope you know that.......