A/N: Fuck you all I'm scrapping the requests, fuck this, fuck that, fuck my life, fuck this account, just take this writing and fuck off into reading it AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Distinguish one man from another, it was a gift in a way, if you remember everyone and how they look different then you'll always know who you're talking to, when and why.
Sometimes, all you need to do is completely make an ass of yourself and laugh it off to realize that life isn't so bad after all. Rurik did keep passing this one person, whom he didn't know the name of that he always passed when he went to the local store. He was cute. Short but that only added to the cuteness of him. He looked to be a small built sort of skeleton. Probably a thoroughbred or a standardbred judging by his size and his speed while he scurried around the store looking for bread or milk or whatever he was buying when he went there. (fuck my life)
"Sooooo...." Rurik cooed as he slid on up to the hooded black skeleton, smiling all the while. "You don't really suit those clothes, it's either a jacket or nothing. Come to my room, I don't have a jacket"
The small little fuck ass bitch just replied "Yeah okay" and off they went to fuck
The end
I promise I'll improve this later
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FanfictionFavourite paragraph so far: He would only survive if he kept the fire going and he could hear thunder in the distance. The two factors that guaranteed him his health. The only two people he could trust to be around and not get sick from to the point...
