When a pen dies
Me: There were times I didn't even think you were a pen.
Me: But let me tell you this, you were the best writing utensil
Me: The most pen... pen that I've ever known.
Me: And no one will ever convince me that you ran out of ink, so there.
Me: I was so alone, writing an essay, and I owe you so much.
Me: But please there's just one more thing, one more thing
Me: One more miracle, Pen, for me
Me: Don't be... dead.
Pen:



friend: so what do you like in anime and mangá?
head: don't say gay porn
heart: don't say gay porn
hands: don't say gay porn
arms: don't say gay porn
legs: don't say gay porn
face: don't say gay porn
eyes: don't say gay porn
nose: don't say gay porn
belly: don't say gay porn
mouth: the beautiful stories