TAKING REQUESTS
So I don't ship these two...Ok?OK! I do all types of ships here, don't hate. This might be funny, it might not. I'll try my best! Ok, enjoy!
Alexander's POV:
Cheating has never been a good thing to do. I can say that for a fact because I was just cheated on. By who? My boyfriend of six years. I know, tragic.
I had a feeling that Aaron was probably sleeping around behind my back, but I didn't know how to confront him. I mean do I just go up to him and start yelling at him? Accusing him?
No way.
What if I'm wrong? I just accused my boyfriend of years of being unfaithful. Yet I rather have to go through that embarrassment then have to deal with this heart ache.
If you have never been cheated on let me tell you something. You are one lucky piece of shit, you know that? You really are.
I will never understand how people can still care about their ex's afterwards. They clearly didn't love you, why do you still want to bring that spark back. Especially if it was never there. Here's some advice, don't try to fight for something that has been lost. You will loose. Every time. I know hearing that is upsetting, but it's not worth it. There is nothing left to fight for, because if that person would go out and do something to begin with...They no longer care about you. If they physically give their body to another person, what does that tell you? They no longer feel the same way they did when you first started. It's the heart breaking truth. They no longer love you.
Well shit, now I'm in tears, just perfect.
Maybe I should sleep? That will help with my new depression, it has to.
Ding.
What? Twitter? I forgot that I even had the app, my inbox is dryer then...
Ding.
"What the hell?" My twitter and messages were getting blown up. My friends were freaking out about some sort of 'tea' that was currently being poured everywhere.
French fry: Alexander! Have you checked your Twitter?
Gremlin and fuck boi: come on, Laff. I never check my Twitter. Why would you even ask?
French fry: BECAUSE OF WHATS GOING DOWN RN!
Gremlin and fuck boi: so?
French fry: so...CHECK IT!
Sure, I guess.
I log onto Twitter, and it all looks normal. My favorite youtubers showing off their amazing lives, a few update about the progress of some upcoming games, and Burr talking shit about me.
Wait, what? Burr? Talking shit? About me? The fuck?
Gremlin and fuck boi: what the actual fuck is going on?
Mac N poof: what'd I miss?
Gremlin and fuck boi: my ex talking shit about me on the internet.
Mac N poof; tragic. Alexa, play despacito.
Gremlin and fuck boi: how bout you shut the fuck up?
Ms.Sky's the limit: language!
Gremlin and fuck boi: sorry, Eli. I mean mom! But guys...What do I do about this situation?
Washing machine: nothing
Gremlin and fuck boi: nothing? So I'm supposed to sit here and not do shit?
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