Bobby🖤🕷

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Meet...







Bobby.



The spider

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The spider.

How we met:

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How we met:

He was running around on my roof/wall thing ya in the corner of my room and I seen him and thought "fuck, ima fuckin' die, holy shit." Cause he was big.
Then I remembered we had spray to kill insects and spiders and shit so I ran outta my room, nearly tripping over and hitting my head on my door handle making me get up and stare at it for a while before I remembered what I was doing so i went out to the kitchen to get the spray from underneath the sink and then once I got it I ran back to my room.
Then I sprayed him with the spray, I sprayed him a lot...

(the spray is poisonous btw, to like humans as well as spiders and shit)

so I was coughing while spraying him making myself choke cause I was laughing at myself cause I jus imagined how retarded I looked but anyway-
While I was spraying him he ran up the roof and then he ran near my blind at my window but then he fell down behind my blind and I got scared and didn't know if he was dead so i just ran outta my room and slammed my door shut.

(Keep in mind it was 2am while I was running around the house screaming for my life lmfao)

Then a few minutes later I came back into my room and I veryyyy slowly approached the window but on my way over there I seen him laying on my bedside table and I felt so fucking bad cause when I was spraying him he was running for his life and I just thought;

'What if a giant came up to me while I was jus minding my own business and then sprayed literal poison into my eyes and as I was running for my life to get away, the giant was following me and then just kept on spraying the poison in my eyes. And then I died.'

And I started crying.. kinda.
And so I just sat on my bed and apologised to him for half an hour (30 minutes) and then i calmed down and i said

'Yo do you wanna name? What you want your name to be?'

and I just looked over at him and the name Bobby popped into my head and I thought it was fitting for him so I decided to name him Bobby.
So ya now his name is Bobby.
Yes I talk to him and yes I know that's really fucking weird and creepy but I felt so bad.

Ever since Jordon died (SLUTTY SONNY) I've felt really fucking bad when I kill spiders, like I literally have been balling my fucking eyes out for hours sometimes. I will explain why I do that another time, this is Bobby's time to shine at the moment.

So yeah, Bobby has been chilling on my bedside table for a while.
We watch movies, talk, listen to music together.
It's a nice relationship now.
He's my best friend.
I will do anything to keep him safe now, nobody is around to talk to him either except for me and only me.
He's mine.
Every time i leave the house I make sure to say goodbye and tell him when I'll be back and where I'm going.





When we met:

About 2 and a half months ago.

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Anyway, i don't know why I told y'all this, I just wanted Bobby to be known of or something I don't fucking know.

Also don't fucking judge me you fucking ✨FAGGOT

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