☛❽¾: Valentino ❛You Might Think❜☚
You might think I'm Crazy,
I do,
I wasn't asking you to marry me. But you might think I'm foolish,
No surprise there,
But in all honesty, I don't care what you think.
:O
No one should. In fact, I have stopped caring what you said so much, that I decided to tune you out,
b-but you can't do that.
I just did.
And honestly, the greatest feeling for me right now, is that all I can hear is silence, even in my own head. Silence. Ah, I can finally relax.
Until Ryan the fucking dog decided to start barking at me when I walked into the apartment building after walking Eloise to her apartment building next to mines.
"Ruff ruff" goes the dog,
BECAUSE WHAT ELSE WOULD A DOG GO "roar roar"?!
Okay, I needed that.
Can I come back then?
No. Shut up.
So as Ryan the Dog kept barking, his owner finally came out of their apartment to get the damn dog. And you wouldn't even guess who it was.
Marco?
Okay maybe you can guess it. Now shut up. The only reason that really surprised me was because I honestly never even met Marco's family, or his pets. I never really paid attention to them. Or Marco. Or anyone in general,
Except Eloise.
That's a different story.
Please explain.
This isn't the time for that story. Soon.
Okay, now you might think, I'm really crazy. But I swear, there will be another time for that story. Right now is the story of the terrible Ryan the dog. Because when I entered the apartment building today, and he and Marco came out of the elevator, he decided to fucking attack me.
So there I was, down on the ground, with a thirty plus weighing dog on top of me, while Marco was just laughing god knows where, and not even trying to help me, while his devious dog licking my face off.
And me?
Well I was just pushing him off of me. He used to be a cute American Eskimo puppy when Marco's family first got him.
But now he's just "I am a big white terror that will lick you down"
Maybe I'm just exaggerating, or maybe he's actually like that, or maybe I just really hate dogs, because I really hate Ryan the dog. Dogs in general. If Eloise got a dog, I'd probably hate her too.
NO YOU WOULDN'T.
You do have a point.
Wait what. I was just joking, I didn't actually think I had a point....
Shh, okay, back to Ryan the Dog. You know, I don't actually know if they named him "Ryan the dog" or just "Ryan". So I'm just gonna keep calling him Ryan the dog, because he is a dog, and he is an annoying dog, and I really hate that dog, even if he was adorable.
Okay so after I was able to push Ryan the dog off of my body, Marco over there in the corner was finally able to control his laughter and walk over to where his dog was liking my converse, that bitch, and say "Sorry about him,"
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