wwyd to keep me stable
by:
Twinkiebaby 
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12.10.2020
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Twinkiebaby[OP]
12.10.2020 22:41
LinkSOOOO your oc works for BD as a servant. Your oc is content with the job, but it can get hectic. One day you finish making lunch when you find him in his room. His eyes were foggy and wet. He slowly looked up at you, whispering, "It's my fault...isn't it?..."
Twinkiebaby[OP]
12.10.2020 22:45
Linkif I delete your comment it's because I don't want to as of right now, don't take it personal I'm just...
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I want to only do specific people right now.
(( It's truly blursed
Cursed because ew why
and Blessed because he's got such nice pecks- ))
He looked away quietly.
Hom not fluffy makes me sadder then I am-))
"Yes, sir. I'll leave your food here." She set it on the floor.
I wish it was that easy bro.))
"I know..." She left it there, just incase.
(( I hope you feel better soon.. ))
"goddamn, woman, JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!" He snapped, curling his lip into a snarl.
It's fine. I'm vining to Joji, that normally helps.))
She walked off. "Sorry, sir." She whispered.
(( Joji is pretty good doe ))
He just broke down sobbing, gripping his ears and tugging on them. "You're only here because I hired you!!" He screamed angrily. "I'M SICK OF IT! I'M SO SICK OF IT! I'M SICK OF PEOPLE OFFERING HELP WHEN THEY'RE JUST THERE BECAUSE THEY HAVE TO. SICK. OF. IT!!!!!!!!!"
Yep. Have you heard his new album?))
She stayed silent. She was just told to leave him alone.
(( No, I don't listen to him as often as I used to ))
He sobbed, scrunching his face up to his knees. "You don't care..."
"THEN WHAT'S THE TRUTH?! EH!? PLEASE, FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, TELL ME THE TRUTH." He stood up, shoving her against the wall. "PEOPLE DON'T CARE. THEY DON'T STAY FOREVER. I KNOW AND I KNOW AND I KNOW, THEY ONLY STAY BECAUSE THEY HAVE TO. NOBODY CARES. PEOPLE DON'T CARE EVER. NOBODY DOES. NOBODY EVER STOPS EVERY ONCE IN A WHILE TO ASK YOU HOW YOU WERE, OH HOW WAS YOUR DAY, WELL I'M DOING JUST DANDY!!! YOU CAN SLIT YOUR WRIST AND CRY ALONE, AND THAT'S IT. YOU'RE ALONE. YOU'RE ALWAYS ALONE. AND THE THOUGHTS, OH, THEY DRIVE YOU MAD. THE THOUGHTS TELL YOU TO STAB AND SLICE, SO THAT'S ALL YOU DO. ALL YOU THINK: SLICE, STAB, SLICE, SLICE, STAB. THEN SUICIDE. AND I'M BOUT READY TO PULL THE TRIGGER!"