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dan likes to fuck with boys on tinder for entertainment, phil just happens to be one of those boys
dan likes to fuck with boys on tinder for entertainment, phil just happens to be one of those boys
> phan dan: big dick energy philly: what philly: what the fuck is big dick energy philly: what are you a fortune teller or some shit where a local and a member of stan twitter somehow fall in love despite the language barrier
> phan phillester: u want money danielhowell: do i look like a fucking prostitute??? danielhowell: how much credit to dnptexts on twitter
"When the stars stop shining above us, please be home. A wicked step away and I'm falling in your leave." //Phan
"I wanna sleep next to you, but that's all I wanna do right now." //phan [a very short angsty read]
"You know you're in love when you can't fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams." --Dr. Seuss -- "We were always on the same path, but he was two steps ahead of me, and I wish I could've caught up." This story is so cliche you'll die because the creative twist I decided to bestow on this fic is...
What once could be an undeniable truth could undeniably become a lie. // Dan Howell lies about everything. What he does on Saturday nights, how he feels, what he loves, who he loves. Phil Lester never tells a lie. He's all about promises, and trustworthiness. Liars piss him off. Dan can fib about anything. A white li...
"If you came here looking to lose your will to live, then you've found the right place." "It feels like home." //Phan
maybe he'll open his eyes and see maybe he'll open his heart and live maybe, maybe, maybe. //phan
"Heaven is rather a fluffy dream amongst many people; Hell a flaming nightmare. Human reality is very in between, and I suppose love is too." In which Phil is holy, and Dan is horny
How we met is a completely different story than what people think they know. It was love at first sight. I just wanted him to be mine. //Phan --- DISCLAIMER: The idea for this fic was brought up from Internet Creator: Shane Dawson, and you can feel free to credit him for this work. I simply carried on the writing. He...
They didn't know they were going around in circles until they were right back where they started. //Phan *this was my first story it is so bad, if you hate it try something else pls omg*
Sequel to Boys Your Age:: "What if I was gay?" "I'd marry you." //Phan
"What if I was gay?" "I'd fuck you." //Phan I was 13 when I wrote this please feel free to read anything else I wrote down the line, babes.