I am a turtle I like turtles I love turtles I fight turtles I watch turtles this book is on turtles I read about turtles. WE WILL SING IN THIS STORY THIS SONG "Work, work, work, work, work, work
He said me haffi
Work, work, work, work, work, work!
He see me do me
Dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt, dirt!
So me put in
Work, work, work, work, work, work
When you ah gon'
Learn, learn, learn, learn, learn
Meh nuh care if him
Hurt, hurt, hurt, hurt, hurting
Dry!... Me a desert him
No time to have you lurking
Him ah go act like he don't like it
You know I dealt with you the nicest
Nobody touch me you nuh righteous
Nobody text me in a crisis
I believed all of your dreams, adoration
You took my heart and my keys and my patience
You took my heart on my sleeve for decoration
You mistaken my love I brought for you for foundation
All that I wanted from you was to give me
Something that I never had
Something that"
"We cannot become what we want, by remaining what we are." -Matt Depree
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Everything was changing for Y/n. And she couldn't decide whether or not if it was for the better. When a certain blue-masked turtle barges his way into her life, Y/n can't help but catch feelings.
Y/n, Leo's light in the darkness. The turtle had fallen for her faster than he could have ever imagined. In his eyes, you were stunningly perfect.
But will they last when Y/n's past resurfaces and threatens to destroy not only their own relationship, but their family?
•Sample•
"I'll sleep on the floor, you can have my bed, Princess." He says sweetly, rummaging through his small closet, assumingely to find spare linens.
For whatever reason, your mouth seemed to speak on its own. "We can share."
Leo freezes, perking up at this idea. His blank face soon broke into a grin. "Ohhh you want to cuddle? Who's obsessed with who?"
"Oh shut your mouth, you ass. Maybe I'll make you sleep on the floor."
Leo scoffed, his grin never faltering. "You wouldn't."
A mischievous grin appears on your lips. "You're right. I wouldn't..."
Leo's smirk grows, but little did he know you hadn't finished talking.
"Maybe I'll go cuddle Donnie."
The red-ear sliders eyes go wide and he raises his eyebrows. "Oh-ho-ho! See that? Right there? That's exactly why your nickname is mischief."
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