I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO TOPE
AHHHHHH
Gotta write with these fucking glue on stilettos lets go bitches
"What's your address lil ma?"
I gave it to him. Was he really coming to get me?
"I'll be there soon. Don't leave me hangin alright?"
I started at the screen for a moment before typing.
"I would never"
He sent me back a smiley face and I laid back onto my bed. Was this shit really happening? It was too good to be true. I pinched myself just to check: Nope, not a dream.
I suddenly realized, oh shit, I look like trash.
I made a mad dash for my bathroom in an effort to fix my hair and my face before anyone showed up.
After (somehow) making my mad dash into the bathroom, I plug in my curling wand (magical) and start freakin beating my face with makeup until I look *decently* presentable. Then, I go to grab my curling wand and burn my hand. Because I'm stupid. And curl my hair in loose curls. Then, after unplugging my wand and putting it in my sink so it doesn't burst into flames, I make Another (ANOTHA ONE) mad dash to my closet (an pick out the outfit above ((Snazzy))) Then I sit on my bed.
And wait.
While jamming to Lil Xan's new album (order on ITunes btw, no promo tho(( I wish tho)))
(Running out of steam gotta have @deeshadows13 help me out will finish this I swear)
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Betrayed (Lil Xan x Lil Dee)
FanfictionI was recruited to write this story @deeshadows13 is like 2000% obsessed with Lil Xan so this is happening More description to come when I think of something XD
