"Houston, we have a problem."

"That's not a problem, dumbass. That's a pleasure- an escape, my euphoria. "

"It."

"It."

"What am I supposed to do- what? What did you just ca-"

"YOU DON'T GET IT. I-I'm sleepy. It’s- it's so unusual but really pleasant. I feel like I'm slipping into oblivion a-and it's weird cause the last time I had a decent sleep was probably when I was in the wom-"

"..."

"But, I wanna stay up talking to you."

"But, I'm sleepy."

"Can you like, maybe... sing me a lullaby, instead?"

"Eighteen."

"...I swear, talking to you is like trying to open a pull door, by pushing it. Impossible."

"Fine by me."

"

"Who the fuck sings lullabies to themselves? Does that even make sense?"

"Done."

"Yes."

"Sweeth-"

"..."

"You're as broke as the Mc'Donald's ice cream machin-"

"Huh-"

"Are- are we getting married. Holy shit-"

"You'll buy me another, 'cause you're loaded- "

"Why, thank you."

"Mhm..."

"Tasty."

And if that billy goat won't pull,"

"Stubborn bi-"

"I'm-"

"Hhh..."

"..."

"Mhm..."

"..."

"..."

"..."

its ofc a personalised version of the very famous lullaby : hush lil baby.

ha, im so creative🤡

😚based off a real life incident

texted my fren this when she wanted to hear a lullaby. keyword : TEXTED💀

my voice is monotonous, dun like it. in all honesty, id rather text the whole day (if ure that important) instead of being on the phone lmfao i rlly avoid convos irl too. its not that i stutter or lack speakin skills, i.. just DONT like talking anymore—

also hm i might b starting a new book soon ahahhahaha