The pulp of my heart. ;___;

[bothendslit]

I... oh my... I think I need a shower... I-I'm sorry if anybody comes too close to me, but... oh.... I think I've been sleeping in a box, and... and... it's wet. Oh... my hair looks worse than ever... I think it's overgrown. T___T ::runs his fingers through it for much longer than he's used to:: ;____

Comments

[hotheadedhawk]

Well you seem to be doing well. Need a cigarette?

[bothendslit]

I... what? Oh... that sounds great.... ::lame smile::

::blinks at her, tilting his head to the side::

[hotheadedhawk]

*hands him one* ....Are you...ok?

[bothendslit]

::takes it:: No.... I suppose I'm not... what day of the week is it?

[hotheadedhawk]

*shrugs* Dunno. Just got back from fucking skimpy clothes and cheery world. Never got around to what the date is. Cant help you there.

[bothendslit]

Oh... okay.... ::blinks::

[hotheadedhawk]

What? I'm telling the fucking truth...

[bothendslit]

I believe you... T^T I-I'm sorry.. is it something I said?

[hotheadedhawk]

No, it just seemed like you didnt believe me. Don't go crying or whatever you do...

[bothendslit]

I-I.. I won't... ::twitches::

[hotheadedhawk]

Then stop fucking twitching...

[bothendslit]

...

[hotheadedhawk]

....Yea...silent contest...