The Boy in the Black Choker {Slümptäçïøn}

Prologue🦋

Stokeley.(out now. Go listen to it fuckers.)

Have you ever felt the need to wonder what your purpose is in life? Like, what's your use for being here?

I honest to fuckin God don't understand what it is I'm supposed to be doing. Honestly, I don't see the need for me to breathe anymore.

And before you start wondering, or asking, no I'm not depressed.

I just over think shit. That's just me.

I live in a small town Hunterson Valley Indiana. It's got a small ass population out here. Less than fifteen hundred people ever year.

I've lived here for about 3 years now. Used to live in Florida but got in trouble with the law in some goofy shit. Got locked up for a while.

I decided to come out here to get rid of distractions. Even though I haven't had any pussy in a while, I think I'll be okay.

This town is weird though. I honestly don't understand how there are do many old people here. I'm not complaining though. I'd rather be around them than younger people who try to be like the next person.

I was sitting in my room when I heard tapping sounds near my window. I didn't know what it was, but it sounded like someone was throwing shit at it.

I walked over to see nothing but darkness and outlines of trees. But in the distance there was something there.

It looked as if it was two red glowing eyes starring at me. I swallowed harshly as they looked as if they were coming closer until I closed my eyes and opened them.

Nothing was there.

Strange.

Yoooooooooo so I decided to make this story too cuz why TF not? Honestly, I don't know wtf I'm doing with it but it'll be good hopefully💀. Toodles.