Some shit I wrote when I was 9: (I copied this from a notebook word for word)
Tord held the knife up to his own throut, ready to ready to let the depressed soul inhabiting this worthless, communist's body run free. "I'm full of hatred," Tord cried
to Tom, tears streaming down his cheeks.
Tom was trembling in his fear for Tord's life. "Tord I can't loose you! You're my everything! You were always there for me...," Tom trailed off, hiccing from his sadness and memories of Tord coming back to him.
Tord closed his eyes, prepared to end his life. Tom shouted, " No!" causing Tord to drop the knife. Tom pulled Tord into a hug, holding tight not ever wanting to let go. Tord comforted Tom with words in Norwegian. "Jeg becklager kjære Tom. Jeg er her nå. Jeg forlafer ikke deg. (I'm sorry dear Tom. I'm here now. I'm not leaving you.)
Tom grabbed the red hoodied commie by the hoddie frill, and pulled him into a impetuatuous kiss. Tord wrapped his arms around Tom's waist, pulling closer. Tom grasped onto Tord, holding him tight. Tord rested his head on Tom's, to re ass ure him he wasn't leaving.
(All the spelling mistakes were intended. They were based on the actual spelling from the original text. If anyone comments about it I will eat you)
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Yaoi ships I like (don't judge me)
FanficSmut shots I guess? Also alot of explicit content (obviously) so
