ArtIsEternalBitch

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// How it would go if Sasori met a duplicate of himself:
          	
          	Sasori 1: So you're me...
          	
          	Sasori 2: I see you can process information, well done Einstein, have a cookie.
          	
          	Sasori 1: Excuse me? I don't look like I have bedhead, ugly-ass.
          	
          	Sasori 2: You literally just insulted yourself, you circumcized shit.
          	
          	Sasori 1: You did unto yourself as well, as  I am you. 
          	
          	Sasori 2: I'm aware, but I'm not insecure about it.
          	
          	Sasori 1: Neither am I. 
          	
          	Sasori 2: Good.
          	
          	Sasori 1: Good.
          	
          	Sasori 1: HOLY SHIT, THE OTHERS ARE WAITING!
          	
          	Sasori 2: AH FUCK! WE'RE 3 MINUTES LATE!
          	
          	Sasori 1: COME ON THEN, IF WE DISOBEY TRAFFIC LAWS, WE CAN MAKE IT 10 MINUTES EARLY.
          	
          	Sasori 2: OKA- Wait, what were we going to do?
          	
          	Sasori 1: Uhhhhmmmmm, uhhhhhhh, mmmmm, shiiiiiiiiit
          	
          	Sasori 2: I want to dieeeeeeee.
          	
          	Sasori 1: Sameeeee.
          	
          	Sasori 2: Where were the others supposed to meet us?
          	
          	Sasori 1: The park, I think.
          	
          	Sasori 2: Ah, that's just a walk down the street.
          	
          	Sasori 1: Well, let's go then.
          	
          	*At the door, the tips of their index fingers brush, they look deeply into each other's eyes, as if time itself stopped.*
          	
          	Sasori 1: Such beautiful gray eyes...
          	
          	Sasori 2: You too...
          	
          	Sasori 1: Would it be incest-
          	
          	Sasori 2: It'd simply be masturbation, self love.
          	
          	Deidara: *bursts through the door, hitting both Sasoris* DUDE, THE PARK EXPLODED! IT WAS AWESOME!
          	
          	Deidara: Uhhh, I'll excuse myself.

-crypticlilies

@ArtIsEternalBitch LMFAO! I swear, you come up with the best things-
          	  I need this into a fanfic I'm honestly intrigued on how this is gonna end-
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Deidara_simp69

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Waffles_455

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It’s been a few months. April is coming up again. That will be year two without you lol. I still think about you all the time. I know the chances of you coming back to this silly old wattpad account is low. But maybe one day you’ll get curious and see if your account is still up and see all my messages.
          
          I used to message you every single day. I was counting the days and messages for a while. I lost count. 
          
          I seriously wonder if you even think about me. Do you even know I exist? Or was I just a random mutual on wattpad you liked to talk about anime with? I know we were friends once, but do I ever cross your mind when you’re putting frozen waffles in the freezer or toaster, or when you hear Panic! At the Disco and Fallout Boy? When you think about your chronically online days, do you think about me? 
          
          Are you even still alive? Your TikTok account is completely inactive. So is your Wattpad. I’ve just assumed the fucking worst at this point but if I ever find you I will probably cry tears of joy. 
          
          I don’t know what you look like, sound like, or how old you are. I’m not sure if you still identify as a guy. I don’t know what your favourite tv show is anymore, or your favourite artist. 
          
          I dunno. I love you and I’m sorry I couldn’t do more to help you