Anyone’s Guess

RANDOMLY SAYS HELLO

Guess who’s jealous of Adele?
          
          BEYONCÉ 

I died for a while (again) god I need to do a better job of being online on this app I’m sorry guys :<

Hey hun it’s been awhile since we’ve chatted, I hope you’re doing well <3 

IDK IF YA ONLINE RN OR NAHHH BUT UHMMMMMMM HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE 

My best friend of all time hru 

I hate our name too

hiiii :3

H i i t b e v o l

Oh, gather ‘round, dear Wattpad mourners, for today we bid a glittery, sass-filled farewell to our beloved @adamn_texan. The man, the myth, the goofball. The ‘MURICA-loving, Texas-sized heartthrob who strutted through Wattpad with all the confidence of a peacock at a pep rally, leaving behind a legacy of innuendos, pop culture references, and grammatically questionable brilliance.
          
          Picture a digital cemetery, where 404 error pages don black lingerie and the Wattpad servers mourn like coyotes on a moonlit prairie. His avatar, once a beacon of chaos and charm, now lies frozen in time—like a popsicle in the Sahara sun (which, let’s be real, makes no sense). But oh, the joy he brought! His humor? Sharper than a cheerleader’s post-breakup insults. His patriotism? So intense, Lady Liberty herself might have swooned—if he weren’t so, well, gay.
          
          The TacoBurger alliance throws a feast in his honor, for he knew that tacos and burgers were stronger together. His words, awkward yet endearing, danced across our screens like teenagers at prom. He was Wattpad’s very own unicorn-riding cowboy, lassoing sarcasm and firing off pop culture references like a six-shooter at high noon.
          
          But fear not—his spirit lives on, forever the friend who yells “Yee-haw!” in the group chat and turns mundane topics into wild debates. We won’t mourn the loss of his digital footprint, but celebrate the chaos he left behind. Rest in peace, @adamn_texan, you gayer-than-a-rainbow, tougher-than-leather-boots, and sweeter-than-sweet-tea icon. May your stories be retold with the enthusiasm of a Gen Z gossip squad, and may your legacy forever make us snort our drinks.
          
          Rip my pookie ❤️