i’ve chosen to stop talking to those i call friends. all they provide me with is entertainment. now i get that entertainment from someone i can’t stop thinking about. do i feel bad? not really. they keep wanting to talk to me and sometimes i have no choice but it’s fine i’ve stop talking to one of them i got lucky she got mad because of something i did and when she wanted to talk about it i didn’t care i was in this mindset i don’t care but only for people but we don’t even look our direction it’s great for me she’s weird anyways this was a ducking rant not a prompt my bad
the belum a horrid looking creature he goes out in the dead of night with his umbrella hoping no one takes a peep at his face staying in the dark when he see’s someone he’s nothing but nice to them but they are freighted none the less he eats them if they run he leave them blind if they scream but give them a flower is they are nice too bad no one is understanding enough
