I See You, Ben. I Always Have.

Ben Yanked Hi Sideways As Spikes Snapped From The Wall…once Again, Only Ben’s Reflexes Had Saved Him. “please Stop Doing That!” Ben Barked. “please Keep Doing That!” Hi Warbled.

I Hated Myself For Needing Him At Such Times, For Craving His Strength Whenever I Felt Upset.

High School Popularity Is So Fickle.

Let's Do It. Monkeys Are Always Funny. You Pretty Much Can't Go Wrong With A Monkey, Right? Hi Paused. Well Unless That Monkey Wants You Dead, Or Does Needle Drugs Or Something. Then It's Wrong, And A Bad Monkey.

Everyone’s Gone Mad, Typing To Themselves All Day Long Like Mindless Robots.