So A Few Things That I've Wanted To Say.

So a few things that I've wanted to say.

First: My mom works in my middle school and she told me about a kid who is under house arrest in the middle school.

Second: My entire house has been decorated for Christmas and I'm expecting a huge amount of nostalgia

Third: I just ate a bagle now I feel bad

According to a Wattpad comment conversation I have been locked in a closet that used to filled with toilet paper but I ate it all.

Please help free me

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ITS MIDNIGHT I HAVE SCHOOL TOMORROW I SHOULD NOT BE PANICING ABOUT AN ENDERMAN CHILD BUT HERE I AM

WELL GOD DAM THAT HURTED

tfw when the guy you once did arson with tries to hand you a flower

“here.” 

ranboo tosses something in his direction. all tommy sees is a flash of purple before it flies past and lands on the path behind him. 

he stands still, glaring at the other boy.

ranboo stares at back, looking expectant. like it’s supposed to mean something.

with a troubled sigh, tommy turns. when he catches sight what it is, he barely holds back a growl.

a flower.

a fucking allium with dainty purple petals and a bright green stem.

tommy scoffs.

he’s not a casket. he’s not a shrine. he’s not a grave where you can lay your regrets and weep over dirt and stone.

he’s alive.

so he lights it like a funeral pyre.

“oh,” ranboo says.

staring at down the burning allium, light purple giving way to ash black, something flickers in the back of tommy’s mind as the flames flicker across the grass.

“that—” he starts to speak, visions of a purple flower, orange heat, and walls of blackstone pushing towards the forefront of his memory. but with those come more memories, of pain and desolation and betrayal, all crashing down against his fragile composure. tommy sucks in a breath and shakes his head. “thanks,” he says in a bland tone.

“okay,” ranboo says, “you’re welcome,” followed by a self-deprecating chuckle.

tommy gets the feeling he’s disappointed yet another person today.

He sleel

a moment of peace 🌿

mr philza minecraft:D

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