I Need To Make A Good Plot Line Bro Im Running On Spite And Freedom

im just gonna draw prussia as a blob and call it good

...........

bro

😭😭😭😭

what kinda fruit juice ;-;

do you wanna walk through a field of flowers

like this (i drew us in there)

YESSSS

its not like theyll automatically hate me the second i send an ask right....?

this also may be related to the fact i havent eaten since yesterday-

im exhausted

i feel sick, my arms are so tired, im tired, my foot hurts like hell, im so fucking tired.

watch me contemplate my entire life's choices rn actually

it tastes more like brownie now maybe i was just being dumb

...i have a brownie that tastes like literal dog kibble. like what it smells like.

im 92% sure that isn't supposed to happen :^

is that even how you spell concur?????

guys i feel sick af and having a cast succkkkssss :(

oh yeaahhh ten hours driving to be in the same damn stateeee

the european mind cannot comprehend /silly

IM ON ZE ROOAAADDDDDDD RRAAAAAAAAAAA

ON ZE ROAD AGAIN JUST CANT WAIT TO GET ON ZE ROAD AGAINNNN

IM GOING FROM TEXAS TO TEXAS!!!!!!

el paso

to dallas

lmao

WOOOOOOO ON ZE ROOOAAAAAAAAAAAADDDD

They loved to smile. 

They always smiled.

Smiled here, smiled there.

But it was empty.

Devoid of a soul, devoid of a life. 

Hollow on the inside, full on the outside.

Their smile was bright, it was infectious

Their laugh was like wind chimes, the ones that made you feel lighter. 

Their eyes were as clear as a cloudless sky, as perfect as a diamond. 

But it was all hollow on the inside. 

Within them lay cobwebs. 

Within them laid something deep and dark that never once showed its ugly face. 

It tightened its coils around their neck day by day. 

But despite it all

They smiled.

Their smile was bright and fun, quickly soothed any child’s cries. 

Their smile charmed those they walked past, 

Enamored those they met.

It even made others jealous.

‘How could they be so happy?’ 

‘Why must they flaunt their happiness around?’ 

But no one ever thought they were overcompensating to hide what was true. 

No one noticed the coils trying to drown them.

No one noticed their smile start to fade. No one noticed their presence begin to lessen and lessen.

No one noticed

Until their smile

Disappeared.

~~~~~~~

oh i love writing melancholy stuff so much.

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