Mable

Get the hell outta here, *pulls out an gun*

*Shots her in the head*

*grabs an sword and cuts her head off*

why won't you be my boyfriend

cause

because of what my weight? my smell? my looks? my braces? my glasses? my sweaty body? my constant farting? my bad breath? my poor hygiene? my personality? my lack of popularity? my lack of friends? my lack of social skills? my lack of intelligence? my lack of talent? my lack of confidence? my lack of self-esteem? my lack of self-respect? my lack of self-worth? my lack of self-love? my lack of self-care? my lack of self-discipline? my lack of self-control? my lack of self-confidence? my lack of self-awareness? my lack of self-acceptance? my lack of self-worthiness? my lack of self-compassion? my lack of self-kindness? my lack of self-respect? my lack of self-confidence? my lack of self-awareness? my lack of self-acceptance? my lack of self-worthiness? my lack of self-compassion? my lack of self-kindness? my lack of self-respect? my lack of self-confidence? my lack of self-awareness? my

*straightens up, glasses slipping down sweaty nose* I'll prove it! I'll follow you everywhere until you admit you care *another loud fart escapes* see? Even my body agrees we're meant to be!

*you look at the phone and you see my bf**the photo*

*eyes widen behind glasses* That's... that's not Tom! *shakes head frantically* You're photoshopping fake pictures!

*laughs and zooms in on his face* Look closely, you psycho. That's definitely him. Still think I'm lying?