josh
i fly around in the kitchen and look in his cupboards. "that's sad." i said. i peek in the fridge. that's seriously depressing. i look in his room. he's asleep now. i wish i could pick things up. i'd make this fucker the best breakfast. i seriously have to do nothing for eight hours??? i miss sleeping. why couldn't i just have died??? being a ghost totally blows. (blows was the 69th word and i was planning that for ten minutes) i've learned a few languages, and watched movies, yeah, i can do anything, but now i'm anchored here by fate. don't judge me, i'm poetic and lovely. i wish i could change clothes. wearing the same gross clothes for 200 years is disgusting.
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we know the way to heaven // fransykes
Fiksi Penggemarin which josh, a ghost, has an impossible passion for a mortal man. this might have a sad ending idfk but maybe not most likely not
