❝Hello, this is the Starb-❞ ❝HEEELP ME!! PLEASE! THERE'S A MURDERER IN MY HOUSE!❞ ❝OH SHIT, SHIT, SHIT!! WHAT DO I DO?! THIS IS STARBUCKS, NOT FREAKING 911. WAIT, HOLD ON. TRY TO KEEP YOURSELF ALIVE, I'LL CALL 911!! STAY CALM. IT'S GOING TO BE O- ❞ ❝Wait...did you just say Starbucks?❞ ❝Um...yeah?❞ ❝They have a hotline?❞ ---- fun conversations between two Potterheads over the Starbucks hotline. [highest rank: #6 in short story] [highest rank: #2 in short story 5/6/17]

A book of my poetry

It might be the fact that I miss you still, Or that I leaned in your presence like a meth pill, I do not know what or why the reason, Just that you left me after a season. ____________________ Roses are red, violets are blue, Im loosing phone battery spamming you, the fact that you are online doesn't matter, because I miss you. ________________________ Just random poems by me, it's like a emotional roller coaster so buckle up if you want a ride #367 for one week straight in September 2017