《Text Me, Bitch | VKOOK ✓》24
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I feel worthless.
Unloved
Sad.
Tired.
Lonely.
Hey...
Frustrated.
Annoyed.
Sick
Taehyung—
Useless
gay
What happened to you?
Whats wrong?
I saw a girl kiss my crush.
Wait
WhAT?
Jungkooks was clueless. He couldn't remember a single moment of being kissed by anyone.
"Wait does he mean—" Jungkook paused for a second and facepalmed.
He suddenly remembered being kissed on the cheek by a foreign exchange student he met a couple months back. He always helped her with things like homework and Korean, so she was returning kindness in a small peck on the cheek. Both had no feelings for each other once or ever.
I feel dumb for feeling this way over a stupid kiss, but I feel as if I'm really loosing my chances.
Being gay isn't helping.
Taehyung he probably don't even like her like that.
I know what I saw
His pupils dilated hella big
I saw it from a mile away
WHAT-
she wasn't even pretty
Her style looked like shit
Jesus fuck
Her shoes looked like they were straight outta walmart.
taehyung
hair=🤢
style= 😷
Makeup was so caked, she probably left some mother fucking foundation on his shirt when she hugged him after.
Taehyung calm down. Christ.
I can assure you that he most likely did not have any feelings for her.
Pls how would you know
"super senses"
you stole my joke and made it unfunny
I hate it here
wow okay mood killer
anyway. I shouldn't have said anything.
I feel like an idiot.
No—
You're not an idiot.
U r awesome and I'm happy you told me.
Wow
You're being nice and concerned about me surprisingly
apparently I can hide that side pretty well.
I can be a very sad person.
Guess I can hide that well too.
I think one thing might make you feel better
hmm?
I'll tell you my name.
It's Jungkook.
BRO I could of sworn I heard the name before.
It sounds so familiar.
fuck- it's in the back of my big ass brain
nah I think you're tripping
I'm sure plenty of people have my name.
I like it.
💜Thank you~
It kinda sounds like
JUNG
COCK 😚✌️
💜I swear to god
💜I hate you.
WHAT?
WHY?
You lovE ME. 😘
💜Aaaand you're back to normal
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