Anonymous A started this discussion 11 years ago#41,144
I was the same person i am but living a different life. I was in this house with this 16-19 year old boy who was constantly criticizing me about something. After a lot of arguing he
went away and so i used the opportunity to go in his room and spit on his headphones in a way that he would get my spit on his ears.
Then later he returned, furious and scary. He had his headphones and threw them at me and then he ripped my headphones off me and told me they are his headphones.
When he left, all i could focus on was how scary he was but at the same time the most beautiful person i have ever seen, his face was so pretty and i am not even gay.
Later on a woman stood in the garden and took photographs of me, when i asked her if she was looking for that other boy, she said she wants to talk to me about how words matter.
The wind became strong and she started crying. She told me i had to become friends again with this boy. Then she died and black smoke came out of her body in the form of a skeleton.
That black smoke screamed loudly as it thrusted up in the sky
But i have never seen that boy before so its all very confusing. The strangest thing is that after that woman died, i was looking forward to seeing that boy again, cause he so pretty.