˗ˏˋRoseˎˊ˗

im almost at 100 followers and idk why i have so many??? im not doing anything on here-

Why do you follow me? I literally have nothing on here. 

Me: I'm never talking to you again! 
          
          ~2 minutes later~ 
          
          Me: Is that game good? 
          Brother: Yes

Brother: what would you do if you had 10 minutes left to live? 
          Me: Make out with my husband. 
          Brother: What would you do if you had 10 minuted left to live right now? 
          Me:... Make out with this bowl of food.

TRAGIC stories! Brought to you by: My weird ass imagination. 
          
          "No....RUN, WAFFLEMAN, RUN!!" An image of me was running through the forest, tugging along an oversized waffle with man-like features. Justin Bieber was running after me, yelling, "Come on, babe, let's be together!"
          
          Oh, God, why does this kid act so creepy?
          
          Soon enough, there was a large branch on the ground. I easily jumped over it. But with the waffleman...considering his over-sized weight, he collasped. Our hands breaking free.
          
          "NOOO! WAFFLEMAN!" I screamed my head off, my eyes almost bulged out that I might need a surgery any second.
          
          "My love, go. Make yourself safe. Run! I'll take care of zee mon!" Waffleman cried out in his wonderful french voice, trying to get up. Justin bieber was getting closer.
          
          "Baby, baby, baby, noo!" he cried.
          
          Oh, God, no.
          
          "Goodbye, my love," I whispered and ran off like the freaking wind. I felt like Wonder Woman.

MY FRIEND SHE WAS probably GOING TO NAME HER FUTURE KID AFTER ME

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