sobaniiruyo, six.
❛ hey i'm a menimist and willing to pop a tit ❜
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[ 4:58 AM ]
Y/N:
"LOL."
💀
Me:
Good morning to you too.
Y/N:
WHY WERE YOU CRYING AND THROWING UP
help me
look at your desperate messages...
Me:
It did not bother me to that extent.
They're just simple texts of me being slightly worried because I thought I crossed a boundary.
Y/N:
what boundaries
come here and kiss me
Me:
...
Y/N:
did i make my little scrunkly scrimblo mipy angry ☹️
i'm so sorry babe i didn't get the chance to use my phone after nilou came back
( i was also being a stingy bitch but it worked so 👺 )
Me:
Oh. I think you guys have made up now?
YOU ARE READING
SOBANIIRUYO
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