"You'd have to be crazy to go through with this!" *shoots* "Have you met me?"
If you are reading this then this warning is for you. Don't you have other things to do? Quit your job. Start a fight. Prove you're alive. If you don't claim your humanity you will become a statistic. You have been warned...... Tyler
"Just who do you think you are anyw--" [BOOM HEADSHOT]
Feel free to just randomly message me, I get bored easily.
I'm a black, non-binary transgender boy, who is a Christian witch (tentative for now). I'm also a panromantic asexual. I sell poetry; contact me if you're interested in buying poems from me.
So, there I was, me the girl and the gun. I did tell her to drop it. But alas she didn't. Unfortunately for her, ... I glanced at her, she leered straight back at me The moment I heard the very click of the trigger. I saw her, she didn't even flinch, the muzzle flash, the bang, the smell of gunpowder.. Feeling a sharp searing pain in my chest I looked down. When I looked up at her again she had walked up to me. I asked her why. "J'aime toi.." Where the very last words that I heard as she whispered them into my ear. Right after the last whim of her warm breath caressed my ear she emptied the magazine. The last thing I remember was her ever so self righteous smile.
[Am going to work this out some further, cause well had this lying around for a while.]
Spend your days thinking about things that are good and true and beautiful and noble, and you will become good and true and beautiful and noble. — Matthew Kelly
