I know it’s late, but last night I made a Dash valentine uvu
WHATEVER I KNOW IT'S TRUE
IT IS NOT TRUE! WHY DO YOU EVEN CARE
WHAT DOES IT MATTER TO YOU
EVEN IF IT WERE TRUE I mEAN;;
Yeah, whateva! I jus' saw ya tellin' someone else what you're all scared of!
Shit-
I-
whY WERE YOU EVEN LOOKING AT THAT OH MY GOD
WELL IT ISN’T TRUE ANYWAY
are you really scared of stuff? O: what are you scared of?!
AnonymousPfft, nothing!!”
DollsSpidersLarge insectsHeightsClosed spacesFallingZombiesInjectionsLosing limbs/body partsMannequins
The list goes on, just don’t tell Spot.
A little bird told me you's was scared of stuff. *smirks*
Yes, well, that little bird must have been lying, for I am not afraid of anything. I thought we went over this.;;
And DIDN’T I JUST SAY GO AWAY??
Hey, what's this I hear about ya being scared of stuff?
W-what?? What are you talking about?;; Go away.
“I dunno, just makin’ sure I had it right.” Dash kicked a small rock as she walked. “That’s pretty neat though.”
He chuckled. “Neat, huh? Don’t I make ya nervous?”
Dash rolled her eyes. “Why should I be nervous?” She asked. “It takes a lot to scare me.”
Dash couldn’t really see why they thought he was so intimidating; he hadn’t really done anything that was considered mean except for a few smart remarks, which she didn’t mind. Of course, she was afraid of SOME things, but she wouldn’t admit that aloud. “I don’t see it.” She shrugged.
