"Daryl, you're the light in my storm," I whispered in his ear as we lay in bed.
"And you're mine, sweetheart" He whispered back as he pulled me closer to him.
Okayz, despite the totally not poetic title that seems slightly poetic for some reason, this is an art book consisting of my art. There will be a smorgasbord of crazyness, so make sure you know what your funeral plans are lol
i don't sleep till like 6am so ill right down what I think during the night for peoples enjoyment so please laugh at my stupidness! Btw in everyone of these I will suggest a YouTube video/channel and I book from this fine app
This is a book where I'm going to complain about shit and random stuff cuz yeah...now you can either sit through my shitty stuff or join me in this bullshit. Also I'm just really bored out of my mine🤯
For my next trick (or book, for you serious folk) you will need a little backstory for you to understand it. So buckle up folks, it's going to be a bumpy ride!
Intro
Hello I don't know who you are you been here awhile. Do you have a name dude
or guy yeah...
Nameless Man "I don't have a name ,but I guess call me Guy.
Writers Note I don't know something I'll do for fun who knows. Let's face it we all have thoughts whether they be extremely random or stupid or amazing. We also have feelings and stuff.
So I thought to myself let my random story thoughts float here. Nothing's wrong with that C: Let my random Stuff hangout here.