Deli Planet
I am trash. No literally I am a trash can. And I love other male trash cans. You might be thinking, "how can trash cans have genders?" Well stop thinking because... we can. I work at Deli Planet and he works at a vegan restaurant called the Veggie Way Galaxy. I dream of him, he sometimes glances at me across the street. He loves me, I can tell. I think.
Veggie Way Galaxy
I saw him. He was looking my way today again, I could feel his eyes on me. Everytime he looks at me my trash flutters around inside of me. I think he likes me, and I would gladly say yes to that hunk of garbage. SEXY. One day, we can be together. I just know it.
That night there was a terrible wind storm, and it blew both trash cans together in the middle of the road.
I opened my eyes and he was there, next to me. I didn't know what to do, should I wake him up? Or leave him and wait till he notices me. WHAT WILL I SAY!!!
WTF. He is right there, the love of my life. He was just staring at me, and I at him. That's when I lost it, I couldn't take being next to him and doing nothing. So I kissed him.
OMFG!!!!! HE kissed me!!!
As the trash cans had qudious, they didn't notice the car coming there way, and the car didn't notice them either. The car struck them before it could come to a halt. The two trash cans died together during their qudious. Together as one.
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Studyhall..... stuff
RandomThese are just a bunch of fucked up stories friends and I wrote when we were bored in study hall.