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HAPPY VALENTINES DAY !

Today is just another day for us, really. But we’re just going to be extra gross today, right? First off, I want to tell you how fucking much I love you. Because I love you so much and I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you. I look forward to every single day we’re going to spend together. You’re the light of my life and the reason I breathe -- the reason I smile.  You are basically my everything and without you, I’ll be nothing. So, please never leave me. I love you too much to let you go. You complete me and you make me the happiest man on the planet. And I will finish this off by saying I love you again. I love you, Glenn Ryu. I love you my baby, my love, my fiancé, my life, my everything. 

      “…I swear to god – DON’T YOU DARE, ISAAC.”

     ❛ Nuh-uh, that face is not going to work on me. I DO WHAT I WANT. ❜ And with that, he ran into their bedroom and picked up one of Glenn’s puppies into his arms. Well, of course, he wasn’t going to sell the puppy -- he just wanted to show that he did DARE doing such thing. 

Send “✆” for a MORNING text. 

[ sms → mine. ]: Good morning babe. Had to leave early today but don’t forget your medicine and eat a proper breakfast. xx love you.

Send “✉” for a text that WASN’T SENT. 

[ sms → mine. → drafted: 2015-05-26 ]:  Why am I so comfortable around you? What have you done to me? I used to close my eyes and fall asleep immediately, but as soon as I lay down on my bed, I start thinking; thinking of you. Your eyes, your nose, those lips, your laughter, your mean comments, your obsession for pizza and perfume. Fuck, I love them all. It’s so weird. I’ve never felt like this before. It hurts though, it hurts so much, because I know what this feeling is – and I know I’m the only one feeling like this. 

Send “☎” for a RUSHED text. 

[ sms → mine. ]: ill call you son ok??

Send “⁇” for a DRUNK text.

[ sms → mine. ]: i just tol d sll my friend iyou havebt sucked me of yer

Send “✿” for a SUGGESTIVE text. 

[ sms → mine. ]: I’m in a room filled with mirrors and all I can think of is you. I’m looking around, thinking about all the things I could possibly do to you in here. 

Send “ø” for a LATE NIGHT text.

[ sms → mine. ]:  The stars are so fascinating. They remind me of you. Because they’re so freaking beautiful, and so are you.

Send “✘” for a HATEFUL text.

[ sms → mine. ]:  The soul of that snail you let go will get to you. I’ll never forget this. 

Send “#” for a RANDOM text.

[ sms → mine. ]: I just farted, thought I’d let you know.

Send “@” for a SCARED text.

[ sms → mine. ]: THERE’S A BIG ASS MOTHER FUCKING SPIDER IN MY ROOM, I THINK I’M STUCK IN HERE FOREVER [ sms → mine. ]: FUCK IT FUCKING MOVED I’M DEAD

Send “&” for a LOVING text.

[ sms → mine. ]: I love you. I love you so fucking much. You’re everything I want and more. Don’t you ever doubt it.

Send “%” for a CURIOUS text.

[ sms → mine. ]: WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT VIDEO WHY AREN’T YOU WEARING MY CLOTHES?????

Send “ツ” for an EXCITED text.

[ sms → mine. ]: BABE!!!![ sms → mine. ]: GUESS WHAT[ sms → mine. ]: my new collection is coming out tomorrow!!!!

Send “$” for an ACCIDENTAL text.

[ sms → mine. ]: honestly, fuck off.[ sms → mine. ]: shit baby, that wasn’t for you–

Send “♀” for a HEARTBREAKING text.

— &. Meme!Status: Accepting!

   She honestly only loves him for his booty.

   She thinks they were destined to meet, how else would such a perfect pair be crafted? There was no sign of an end for their friendship, the usual thin string of thread replaced by something much longer that would require much more tension to unravel and lead them in separate ways.

   She often compares him to a phoenix, a brilliant being that lit up her life in all the ways she needed— even if they often found themselves sharing the strangest tidbits amongst one another. He was someone she couldn’t see herself living without, a being she genuinely felt like she could be herself with. 

   There were very few she shared the same feeling for.

   With him she thrived, the light inside of her shining through instead of being cast over in shadow. It was a feeling she was greedy for leaving her constantly craving for more of his attention and bubbly personality.

   He was without a doubt one of her best friends; however, she never did share that bit of information with him. It seemed too personal, beyond the realms of the topics they discussed. Penis shaped lollipops were more in their range.