//guys.
I forgot my email. But I remembered it.
starkidjoe@yahoo.com
lolol i’m stoopid.
I’ll buy you Julia Family’s Vibrator.
Hey, thanks Joe! It’s great that you took the time to actually watch me! It’s people like you who I can call my close buddies. So thanks, pal.
Yay! friends!
Buddies! Bros! Homies! Amigos! Pizza! Nintendo! Wooooooo let’s go!
I’m too lazy to quote something… fgdfghdfghdfgh
I’ll buy you Julia Family’s Vibrator.
Hey, thanks Joe! It’s great that you took the time to actually watch me! It’s people like you who I can call my close buddies. So thanks, pal.
Yay! friends!
Dear Dumb bitch from Tumblr,
Sebastian did have Honor.
Suck my Bat-o-rang.
—Sassy Gay J-Walk
Darren wasn’t going to lie to himself..This was weird. He couldn’t help but feel like he needed to wear a cup just because he felt that Joe would probably be stapling his balls to the wall or something. He didn’t exactly leave right away to Joe’s, instead he just stared down at his phone for a long period of time, deciding what to do. On one hand: The buses were leaving soon. One the other: A lot could happen between now and then. After about thirty minutes of going back forth, Darren decided to just go to Joe’s place. He placed his signature pink sunglasses on, grabbed his keys and out of the door he went. He was happy that the drive to Joe’s wasn’t a long one, because honestly, he was filled with nervousness.
Twenty five long minutes later, Darren was parking in front of Joe’s place. For once, however, there was no blaring Disney music, no singing Darren, nothing. Just silence and the engine of his car. He stepped out of his car, lifted his sunglasses to rest in the curly mess of what he called hair, walked up to Joe’s door and held his breath.He cant murder, Darren. Calm down.Darren reassured himself, gulping a little and reaching up to knock on Joe’s door three times.
Show time.
Joe rolled himself into a ball feeling like and idiot. That wasn’t even a proper break up. God I feel like stone. Do I even have emotions anymore? I haven’t cried. I haven’t gotten mad. God I’m on fucking crack or something. Groaning, Joe sat up and placed the pillow back down against the arm of the couch. Locking his phone and stretching, he stood up and walked to his dresser. Might as well get ready and shit too not look like a bum in front of him. He did still want to be friends with Darren. Maybe it just wasn’t their time to be together.
Pacing back and forth in his room he waited for the knock. There it was. Joe jumped a bit why was he scared. Fuck. He stumbled a bit as he made his way to the door. Opening it up quickly he wasn’t hesitating on hugging Darren. Wrapping his arms tightly around him. “I’m Sorry! I just. I’m an idiot. Like I’m really sorry, don’t hate me please, don’t. I don’t want you to hate me. I miss your curly hair, your brows, your fun stuff, just don’t hate me. Can we still be friends or? Please don’t hate me. Oh my god, I love you, don’t hate me.” He mumbled a bit more still not letting go.
