Post your stories, that you thought long and hard about, love and sweat, and pop-tarts, into. I like writing stories and I think you will too.
Silence said I could make this!!!
Rules:
Nothing LONGGGGG ( like, who reads anymore? Gawsh :^) )
Nothing vulgar or unfit for the work place ( Clean forums is happy forums )
No dank meme's.
My Story:
gurl stops meking out n asks boi to get poptartz he dus. den gurl teks deep breff. den gurl sais “bf i am pregnent will u stay ma bf” n he seys “no”. gurl iz hertbrokn. </////3 gurl criez n runz awaii from boi wiffout eatin poptart n she has low blood suga so she fols. boi runs ova 2 her. she ded.</33333333 boi crie “i sed i no b ur bf…cus i wona b ur husband!” he screems n frows poptart @ wol…a bootiful diomond ring wus insyd.
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