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Teen Fiction

her boyfriend became her stalker. the voices became her friends. she became her killer. a story that begins at the end. lowecase intended.

twenty-seven.

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by littlelap

by littlelap

"we should get married."

"really?"

"yeah really, we'd have a big ass cake, lots of alcohol and oh my god it would be amazing."

"sounds like fun."

"and we would have thirteen kids, one after every month of the year."

"there's only twelve months in a year anna."

"pooie."

"i think you've had enough drinks tonight anna."

"one more?"

"no."

"why not?"

"because i love you."

"i love you too matt."