(el oh el stfu ok cuz im 2 kewl 4 skool lmaooo :)))))))))))) He shoved his hand all the way in,
smiling like a motherfuckerglancing at her face to see if it had hurt. She had no color left in her, and he felt sorry the second she fell.
(Goin 2 skool iznt kewl. it jus make u smart, and bein smart is stupiiiiddddd)
I read that wrong. LMAO!.She gasped for as she felt the life flowing out of her body. “Tom, you little son of a bitch” she whispered, not really meaning it.
(lol stfu ur stupid!) I don’t mean that. Tom dropped on his knees, feeling a bit ashamed and glad at the same time. He put his bloody hand under her neck, and
he tried to make this a terrible melodramatic soap opera
kissed her one last time, as an apology.
(STAHP ET, TAHM. YUR MAKING MEH SAD. YUR TRAMATIZING MEH
Romantic Tarmony moment) Her heart stopped beating as her face lost it’s colour. Her body became lifeless and limp. Just then, her eyes fluttered open to find Tom looking over her. “Oh crap. I’m alive”
He closed her eyes with his hands, knowing it was only a false alarm that the heart was giving. He whispered into her now deaf ear, “I’m sorry.”
TOM HAS NOW KILLED HARMONY.
WHAT THE FUCK NOW.
She sat up straight an swatted his hand away. “stop being sappy. I’m alive” she said, wiping the dust off of her jacket.
It seems as though everything I say in Tom’s defense will all result in Harmony being slick and Tom, just thinking about chocking her to death stabbing her arteries out, so it’s the same common cycle every single time.