my daddy 🥺🥺 || larry stylinson

part three 🤞🏻

daddy picked me up.

and put a nappy on me?

oh no.

he's actually my dad.

"oh look at you you little cutie pie."

daddy said.

i cant speak. why can't i speak? oh wait, cause i have a dummy in my mouth.

eh, i kinda like this.

"let's go meet mummy baby."

i have a mum? i don't want a mum.

we walked out onto a balcony, daddy was carrying me.

"hi my names olivia wilde and i've been nominated to do the ice bucket challenge. but i have run out of water so i am gonna use breast milk."

that whore just tipped my fucking milk all over her head.

i somehow turned into jack jack from the incredibles than turned into a monster and jumped onto olivia.

but she wasn't real.

who is olivia? is olivia even a person? is she an emotion? is she place? we will never know.

but than olivia was there and she was fighting me.

i pushed her off the balcony though, she did 10 million backflips before landing on the ground, dead.

bitch is in her gymnast era 🤩🤩

daddy picked me up.

"i'm harry baby, thanks for getting rid of her, didn't like her anyway."

i smiled.

me and daddy lived happily ever after.

the end 🥺🥺