I Got Your Picture (Brallon)

Throw Pillows

hi, look me in the eye and tell me the muppet song 'rainbow connection' is not about being gay.

i dare you.

you dirty liar.

you beautiful, wonderful human being who also is definitely lying.

also.

hope y'all are cool with three chapters today so i can get back on an even number of chapters!

~

windy morning: dallon

daysofdallon: you're literally sitting right next to me

windy morning: you live with me

windy morning: ..are we just stating the obvious here or?

daysofdallon: geez okay continue

windy morning: thank you

windy morning: how's your thing with brendon going?

daysofdallon: that

daysofdallon: is an excellent question

windy morning: oh?

daysofdallon: yes miss windy

windy morning: okay if we're gonna talk about punny usernames

daysofdallon: okay before i get roasted im gonna keep going haha..

daysofdallon: i don't know breezy i just

daysofdallon: he's a super sweet kid

daysofdallon: a total nerd

daysofdallon: but the best kind

daysofdallon: and like

daysofdallon: i still think it's pretty insane that he waited a whole year just to talk to me again

daysofdallon: but i feel so weeeeeeeeeeeird

windy morning: about what? dallon every time you've talked about him to me you've never said one bad thing about him

daysofdallon: that's because there's nothing bad to tell

daysofdallon: it's just

daysofdallon: the age thing?

windy morning: oml dude

windy morning: that's what's bugging you?

windy morning: dallon he's not seven and you're not a forty-five y/o man claiming to be an eight year girl

daysofdallon: well

daysofdallon: that took a dark turn

windy morning: yes

windy morning: but you know what i mean

windy morning: do you know how many people know people who are a couple years younger than them?

daysofdallon: literally everyone but it's different with brendon

windy morning: how?

daysofdallon: it just is

windy morning: uh huh..

windy morning: but how?

daysofdallon: o

daysofdallon:m

daysofdallon: hecking

daysofdallon: g

daysofdallon: bc i'm in high school and he's in eighth grade and it's weird for me bc i'm actively trying to figure out how exactly i feel about him

windy morning: now was that so hard?

daysofdallon: yes

daysofdallon: i am an enigma you know this

windy morning: define enigma because that is so not you

daysofdallon: whatever..

daysofdallon: doesn't change the fact that i feel weird

daysofdallon: wait

daysofdallon: omfg yuck i'm going to die alone what did i do

windy morning: i'm concerned but only because you look horrified and you're sitting two inches away from me

daysofdallon: i called him cute and he never responded

windy morning: is he okay?

daysofdallon: gee i don't know breezy why don't you ask him?

windy morning: just for that maybe i will

windy morning: what's his @?