_{[ Once the door opened, Jamie looked up at the person that walked into the room, distracting him shortly from his drawings. ]}

                                         _{❝ What d’ ya need? You know ’m busy. ❞}

         _{[ He eyed the person for a second, before he took his pencil again and continued his drawing, waiting for them to speak up. ]}

_{〖 △ 〗           ;;        ❝ You won’t even listen so fuck it. it’s so hard to not imagine how I’m trying to stop you from breathing. Like… I put both hands on your throat, I sit on top of you, squeezing 'til I snap your neck like a fucking Popsicle stick. ❞}

             _{’‘Should I be ashamed that I have been watching Barney and his Friends for the past two hours?“}

                            _{“Just blocked a guy on twitter for having a small dick. See, I do have standards.”}

                          _{“I can’t really fall asleep, will you please just cuddle me for a little?” Don’t whine, Jamie. “You can leave whenever though.” He softly said, looking down as he pulled at the sleeves of his sweater.}

                  _{“Fuck you, fuck him, fuck yourself.” He’s mad, if that wasn’t obvious.}

                   _{’’                                   “ Jamie, put that puppy down. It isn’t yours.}

                    _{“Row, row, row your boat, gently through the steam. Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily, living the life of a sardine.” Wrong lyrics, Jamie.}

                           _{’’                          “ He’s just gonna sit on a bench in the park, sketching a new tattoo. ’‘Does this look alright?”}

            _{“I always really like being alone and just thinking, but everytime I go to bed I kinda just miss someone there.” Stop being so down.}