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9teen. single. bisexual. switch. sarcastic idiot 🤩. uses cringey emojis 24/7. thinks hes funny. writer. easy to talk to. great listener. huge dork. loves his ugly rat ass friends more than anything. HIT HIM UP FOR AN UHLY FIENDSHIP 🤪🤪😳
MY appreciation post for lucas which is WAYYYY better!! (Btw I know tyler isnt ur model,I had to improvise) ANYWAYYY youre the daddywise to my mommywise. Youre honestly one of the funniest and laid back people I know. You never fail to make me smile. I love our conversations and how goofy we are! I didnt expect us to get close but im glad we did. Youre such a great person to talk to and you make things interesting. Im very lucky to have a friend like you. Someone who I can make typos with alotAND I MENA ALOT. someone who I can be totally weird with. and lastly go to creepy asylums together. So thank you for being there for me,even if you didnt notice,you helped me through alot. Just by talking with me and I couldnt say enough thankyous. I love you alot man!! 💓I hope we remain friends for a long time
Eric was practically thrown on top of a stretcher and then taken to some camp. He was confused and in pain. One second he was holding a trench with his comrades and then suddenly they're bombarded with artillery fire. He got lucky and was taken by the enemy to their camp. He tried to speak but his face hurt and he assumed that he was probably covered in blood of his comrades considering the fact that his eyes were covered it in. He heard the words and yelling of English men and women before someone wiped his face and stabbed his leg with a stick of morphine. What was happening? Why are they helping him? He was killing them and now they're helping to keep him alive? These monsters are doing something good? He wasn't up for long because soon he went unconcious. He then woke up weakly three days later and opened his eyes slowly. He turned his head hearing whispers of nurses talking to their patients and then he looked down at himself. His arm was completely covered in bandages and his legs...he moved his toes and smiled a bit knowing that he still had his legs. He sighed before realizing this was an English camp. He tried to move his hands but they were cuffed to the bed. What? Was he? Captured? He then turned his head again to see a nurse working. "Hallo?" He asked trying to get the nurses attention.