*texting furball*
Yello
It's me...
I'm back.
I can c pink elephants everywhere.
Like in dumbo when he got drunk.
And I can also c u.
Ur dancing in a ball gown.
All tho y
Idk.
And there'snejejsjejsjkkowowj.
I mean skaters with tails.
Wats wrong with u and me
Everything.
We all got our problems.
And I got one more than u
Maybe even more.
Or is it the other way around.
I don't know.
I don't know Loretta.
I don't know, Lottie.
I don't know.
I need help
I don't think I can do Thai anyone's.
It's been a month since U were in a coma.
Everyone is sad.
Everyone is miserable.
I'm miser ale
I'm sad
I chat do this
I need U to come back
We all do.
I want u to come back.
I want u to bother me again.
I want u to laugh at my brain.
I want u to tell me y my bladder is cursed.
I want u to tell all my girlfriends that ur my fairy nose picker.
I want u to make my other girlfriends go away.
I want u.
Please.
Come back.
If not for me...
For them.
Oh look, there r penguins now
Oh shoot, clowns...not good.
Never,one, those were just fluffy cats.
I hate cats.
I hate the, because they remind me of u.
Cute, adorable, fluffy, and yet they can become hostile when they feel threatened. They become hostile when they feel the need to protect themselves.
But I don't want u to feel the need to protect urself from me.
I want u to open up.
But u shouldn't.
Bcuz I mite not believe u again.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry
Sorry, I'm drunk rite now...
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Calls From The Toilet [DISCONTINUED]
Short StoryIn which a girl gets dared to call a random number and that person on the other line happens to be a constipated boy. (Told through texts and messages with the occasional [kinda] actual chapters) [Start: June 23, 2017] [End: N/A]