《Mistake // Jonah Marais》O N E
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i'm scared
ah the one named zach who's fucking kay?
since when was i being interrogated
so what? you're like mr no mistakes, mr perfect, mr fantastic?
ego
am i the only one who gets mixed up between ego and eggo? like i once said to somebody "your eggos the size of a watermelon" and they looked at me like i was insane.
brinley!:)
yes i know
oh shut up
what's your name?
and what do you look like hoenah?
is that gucci?! be my sugar daddy;)
stop being a haley pham wannabe, i'm telling ryan
and i'm nineteen:)
well that's a new one
you're funny.
i'm not an idiot like you and send my face to strangers
yes, i've been single for to long
and are you assuming my gender?!
lucky for you, i am
that's discrimination against names
oof it was nice talking to you, but i gotta go, hanging out with some friends:)
sure:) bye hoenah
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♥️💬👥
ashton was flirting with me
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you're so pretty😭😍
whoops🤷🏼♀️
↳i love your all's friendship
↳#brashton
↳stfu ashton no one likes you bitch
↳oh no she didn't
↳fight fight fight!
hehe i hate you
↳hehe i hate you too
🖤
↳oh?!
↳hey jo, when did you arrive?
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8 66El's Revenge
“Revenge is not for the dead- we, as the living, take revenge to relieve the burden we feel,” I whispered into the air. “Salvation for the people who suffered because of you,” I watched as the city burned in the flames. “Salvation for the people like me, who believed in the proclaimed heroes when in reality they were the devils.” I smiled faintly as the ‘holy land’ of those ‘saints’ was destroyed. I heard rustling sounds as Charlotte came to stand next to me, grabbing my hand. “El, are we the bad guys?” If I was still the same as I was before, I might’ve broken down and started crying. Now, it was different. “A villain is just another victim. They cry and mourn, it’s just that no one heard, leading them into madness. It’s one of the reasons why we know the most, but care the least.” I took a deep breath. “We may be the bad guys in other peoples’ eyes, but in my story, we’re the heroes.” Charlotte took in my words for a while and pondered, before nodding in agreement. “As children, we loved the heroes, as adults we understand the villains.” I looked at her and bonked her on the head, earning an angry glare from her. “Hey! You’re barely an adult yourself you know,” she grumbled. I laughed and ruffled her hair, before countering her. “At least I’m not 12. You can’t even be considered a teenager at that age.” After that, we silently watched the flames ravage the land, before leaving.
8 116One can only laugh in the face of destiny
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8 249athena. hs
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8 152' i wish ii could paint our love'
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