texting my friend
her: imagine i’m the narrator and the villain of your story. i shove you into a love triangle to distract you from the main plot line. wdyd?
me: i laugh, for i am polyamorous. you are a fool for thinking you can distract me with multiple choices of lovers. you shoot me, unaware that i’m bulletproof. you burn my house down, unaware that i’m fireproof. you trap me in a corner, unaware that i have a gun of my own. you think that you have defeated me, but in reality, you have just delayed your inevitable loss, so laugh while you can. enjoy life while you can, because i and my army of lovers will, eventually, come for you and decimate you.
me: *deletes*
me: idk bro probably pick the hottest one













