Blizzard & Me.
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Thread Topic: Blizzard & Me.
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(Yeah, it did. I lost my s---. My mom hates me. I don't even have the damn will to live. People are horrible. I hate my life.)
Gold sniffled, nodding. "Was I? It feels so wrong because I scared of scaring you."
Bad rubbed Gold's head. "Shh, it's okay. You can talk to us and be scared. "
George shook his daze of, realizing he should go back to the room. -
(well, i dont think youre mom should get to have a child like you, because she seems terrible and you are a great person.)
“You don’t need to worry about scaring us, we care about you more,” Skeppy said.
Dream groaned quietly, falling asleep with his hand hanging off the side of the bed and his head not far behind. -
(I feel like I fail everyone. My body feels wrong. I don't belong here. I don't deserve to live. I'm a horrible person.)
Gold nodded. "Okay. I just - I'm worried about hurting you."
Bad smiled. "You will never hurt us."
George got back to the room, smiling softly. "Oh, Dream. You're so tired, my love." -
(hey, no don. that is not true at all. you are an amazing person and a lot of people can agree with me. it does suck that your body feels wrong, i know. but it does get better. there’s really no teenage that people talk about, and it sucks and im sorry there isn’t, but these are tough years for all teenagers.)
“Yeah, don’t worry about that,” Skeppy said softly.
Dreams head slid off the side of his bed, his chest quickly sliding off too. He then woke up as he was completely laying on the ground. “Ow.” -
(I don't understand how people hate me. I don't know what you see in me. How did I get a friend like you? How? What did I do to deserve you? )
Gold nodded, trying to relax. "Okay. Okay. Should I make dinner? "
Bad smiled. "Whatever you want, Gold. Whatever you want. "
George giggled. "Awww, someone's sleepy." He peeked around the bed, watching Dream. "You're adorable you know that?" -
(you were yourself, don. you’re an amazing person)
“Yeah, if you want to,” Skeppy smiled.
“I’m in paaaaain,” Dream whined playfully, staying face planted on tbe floor. -
(Am I thought? I feel like such a bad person. I hate the way I look. I can never look masculine enough, or pretty enough for my liking. I hate myself.)
"Will you help me?" Gold asked softly, rubbing his eyes.
Bad smiled. "Why don't we make it as a family?"
George smiled, sitting down near Dream. "Oh, you're a big baby. Get up and let's cuddle." He smiled. "Your mask fits me." He added quietly. -
(your definitely not i promise you, don. you’re just enough. you don’t have to be perfect, i bet you look amazing)
“Yeah, we can do that,” Skeppy said with a smile.
“You put it on?” Dream picked his head up, looking towards George. -
(Are you sure? I feel like such a burden. )
Gold giggled. "Yay! What do we want to eat? "
"Whatever you want, bud. What do you want." Bad said quietly.
"Uh, yeah. Sorry, maybe I should have asked before I did." George said softly, holding his hand out for Dream to take. -
(you’re not, trust me)
“Yeah, you choose,” Skeppy smiled.
Dream shoved himself up, grabbing George’s hand and standing before slouching over his fiancée . “It’s fine. Let’s just go to sleep.” -
(Well, it hate the way I do this to you. I hate this.)
Gold clicked his ears, humming. "Maybe we can have burritos?"
Bad smiled. "That sounds good, Gold. What do you want on them?"
George smiled. "See, you are exhausted. You need sleep." He whispered softly, leaning into Dream. -
(don, i enjoy helping you and ensuring that you are okay. you’re not a burden, not in the least)
Skeppy nodded, smiling.
“Let’s sleep then,” Dream mumbled, leadi bc him back into the bed. -
(I - okay. I just never want to scare you, worry you, annoy you, hurt you, or any of the above. I feel bad about this.)
"Chicken, beef?" Gold asked softly. "I like those."
Bad smiled. "What ever you want buddy."
George smiled. "Baby, how did you fall off the bed?" -
(don’t worry about that, you won’t. just can you promise me something?)
“Sounds good to me,” Skeppy smiled.
“I rolled to close to the bed,” Dream mumbled, laying down and pulling George with him. -
(Uh, I- sure...)
Gold smiled. "Come on then. Let's go make dinner!!"
Bad smiled, hugging his son tight. "Hey, you can always talk to us if you need to."
George giggled. "I love you, sweetherat." He said softly.
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