This is my emo Bubbles. He is cute and small. Sometimes I feed him n
achos but he always wants ham instead. I dont how our friendship came to be except for his lovable obsession with soap and twisty slides, and coloring books with crayons. All are fun when you have a little buddy like bubbles.
one night he got scared so i let him sleep in my room with me. I gave him one of my T-shirts so he could keep warm. im not sure what to do with his hair though, i guess this lil guy kinda has his own little unique style. Either way, he's adorable. I know that I can always find him because where ever he goes, he leaves a trail of bubble soap on the floor. not very easy to clean up may i add.
i have realized that hes taught me a valuable lesson that ill never forget, to be happy with what you have and accept what you dont. I can say that hes very smart because i live by that moral now eachday and seems to make so much sense. Thank you little bubbles!
achos but he always wants ham instead. I dont how our friendship came to be except for his lovable obsession with soap and twisty slides, and coloring books with crayons. All are fun when you have a little buddy like bubbles.one night he got scared so i let him sleep in my room with me. I gave him one of my T-shirts so he could keep warm. im not sure what to do with his hair though, i guess this lil guy kinda has his own little unique style. Either way, he's adorable. I know that I can always find him because where ever he goes, he leaves a trail of bubble soap on the floor. not very easy to clean up may i add.
i have realized that hes taught me a valuable lesson that ill never forget, to be happy with what you have and accept what you dont. I can say that hes very smart because i live by that moral now eachday and seems to make so much sense. Thank you little bubbles!



For such a handsome being as him to lay upon my bed is breathtaking. so beautiful in his form. I watch him as he dreams. Does he dream of me? I'll never know. Beside him is a rose I left, to ensure him he will forever be mine. but I wonder if it will mean anything to him, anything at all. I dare not awake him. I linger at the bed side just observing him once more. Oh how remarkably beautiful he is! The mornings light shines through the window pane kissing his face as it illuminates his every feature. When he awakes i will know. He loves me, He loves me not.

