#klikooga

“I would do anything for Klik.

He loved the gifts I always gave him.

I didn’t know how he made me feel like the most important being in the world, but he did.

But I loathed how that shitbag was always stealing Klik away from me.

I prevailed, nevertheless. He still mattered to me.

That trash and I still fought. I felt guilty when it made Klik feel upset. 

However, he takes my side, and puts that fucker back in his place.

I would lay awake at night, trying to figure out what this feeling was. This anxiety-inducing, yet addicting, feeling.

Maybe it was because he was the only one who gave me affection. Did he love me back?

When I finally realized, however, it was too late. That fish-fucker already charmed him.

I hate how happy he is when he mentions Ooga

I wanted to be the one who made Klik feel that way.

When they got into verbal fights, he always came to me for comfort, and I liked that.

But, they always inevitably reunite and make-up.

Those bite marks he tries to cover up. Those should be mine, and not that blue-eyed freak.”

And, if given the opportunity, I would finally get rid of all my problems.”

based on this post

this is incredibly shitty and rushed but i really just wanted to finish it since i’ve been staring at a computer screen for more than 4 hours listening to folk music and eating a sandwich ;;-;;

don’t ask

because i’ve draw  2 shitty fan-arts and i still have more