#im cryingngng

[shentheauthor]

IM SHITTING MYSELF???? MY POOKIE BEAR??? MY POOKIE BEAR??)?????????? WHAT THE FUCCKCKK IS WRONG WITH HIM?????????? IM LOSING MY MIND .???,?!!? WHAG THE HELL JAJDVKKVSKVLLVSLKVKV

[shoezuki]

THEYRE CHANTING WHORE?

[luckyfaeth]

@mostgirls

IM LOSING  MY FU CKIGN MINDD HLSKDJFLKNSLDKND

[shuuenka]

FAAAAAATHERRRR

[seraqhites]

so you don’t have a gf but you want this girl who’s also “not your gf” to shove her dick down your throat?😺 JUST SAY SHES YOUR BITCH DONT PLAYYYY🥰🫣.

this made me giggle 😆😆

[liamau]

HOW DO U LIVE WITH 17 PPL OHMYGOD

I DONT LMAO I WAS TALKING ABOUT THE PPL IN A DIFFERENT APARTMENT SKJGHSK

[tobbio]

I hate this show I'm crRYING. THIS WASNT SUPPOSE TO HAPPEN. I MS SO SAD

[milestcllers]

[text] Make sure you’re alone- I don’t want anyone else seeing what I’m about to sent you. // [ text ]: I never mattered to you. I know that now. // [text]: Shouldn’t you be sleeping? // ☆ : for a drunken voicemail // ♦: for an apologetic voicemail

n*ce

[text] Make sure you’re alone- I don’t want anyone else seeing what I’m about to sent you.

grant: are you about to send me pictures?

grant: this is amazing. you’ve never done that before. don’t worry, i’m alone

grant: my eyes, and my eyes only will be looking at this, whatever it is

grant: now hurry up, i don’t like to be teased

[ text ]: I never mattered to you. I know that now.

grant: is this some sort of joke? you’re the only thing that matters to me, holly. i know i lied to you about what i do, and i’m sorry about that. but because of you, i’ve been trying to stop. i really have. i’m close to paying him back and then i’m done. i’m out for good. and all the lies are done. i just didn’t want you to worry about me. i’m so sorry, baby.

grant: if you don’t want to talk to me, that’s fine. i know fucked up. i fucked up really badly. but i love you. and i know you love me. you can’t fake what we have. 

[text]: Shouldn’t you be sleeping?

grant: i like talking to you more than i like sleeping. we’ve hardly talked today and i wanna know how your day went. so, i’m all ears.

☆ : for a drunken voicemail

“Hey, baby… I know it’s really late and all - holy shit - it’s almost 5 in the morning… I’m so sorry for calling you this late, I hope you’re sleeping well. I love you. I love you sooooooo much, and I’m sure I’ll have a massive hangover later today, but that’s not a big deal - right? Because, if I’m lucky, I’ll get to wake up and see your beautiful face. If you don’t have anything to do… will you come over? You have my key. I don’t work at all tomorrow and I need to see you. Okay, bye, baby. I love you.”

♦: for an apologetic voicemail

“I hate myself for hurting you. I know I told you I’d stop. I just – I fucking did it again. I was at a party and – fuck. Baby, I’m so sorry. I couldn’t live with myself if you hated me. I tried my hardest to stop. I was doing so well – but, I don’t know. I was tipsy and there was a line right in front of me – fuck. Please call me back. I’m so fucking scared right now. Please don’t hate me. Please, please, please.”