
Imma Goner
Me: *rocking in corner mumbling, what have I done*
Star: *walks in room* you okay
Me: NOPE!
Star: why
Me: looks at my phone *hands phone*
Star: what's the worst that could happen? *sees my lock screen, keyboard, watt pad, gallery* yeah you have a problem (no joke guys help me)
Me: help me
Star: *hugs* you poor baby. Maybe Marco-
Me: No! No Marco! Not even the original!
Star: oh god it's worse. Here lemme help. *makes glass cage around faith*
Me: let's hope this works...
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