wtf am i doing with my life
[recklessly, a story about two strangers and endless possibilities.]
i've been doing a lot of experimenting and apparently all my characters are kind of sad (oops) but i really love the night even though my monsters like it too. and i guess when you have someone else to battle it out with you, those demons will never stand a chance. at least, i'd like to think that way; i haven't had the chance to find out... yet.
i claim copyright of this story. all quirky characters, dumb plot lines more awkward twists than anything, abrupt dialogue, etc etc, are all under my creation and no one likes thieves anyway, also because karma's a bitch and guilt will eat you alive. ᕦ(ò_óˇ)ᕤ
all videos, photos, brand names and other media is not mine unless otherwise stated. (cover should be my edit, with usage of someone else's photo.)
this is a boyxboy story. this story includes but is not limited to talk of triggering topics, slight mentions of substances not suitable for minors, maybe mild situations of *cough* sexual content *cough*, various food, behaviours that may or may not be considered illegal, and more. thus, i do not encourage any recreation of any behaviours appearing throughout this weird-ass story, but if anything appeals to you, please shoot me a message, because you'll make my day.
... and i think that's about it. so, go ahead, read on. have a good night, and thanks for visiting. feel free to leave a comment on your way out.
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recklessly
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