I have just finished a critical essay so I'm in that mode. Ugh, I hate essays. The frustrating part of it that I only have 3 days of school left and I have to do that shit.

IMPORTANT SHIZ RIGHT HERE: I might not post for a while because I'm currently preparing to move to Australia (BYE SCOTTLNDS SHITE WEATHER) but that means leaving the bants behind :[( sad moustache. Wow. My life right there.

Thank you guest who said "fuck you Vriska" in the reviews. I laughed for more than a few solid minutes. It wasnt that funny but reviews make me all giddy and fangirly. Idk it's just funny how people take the time to read the jumbled crap I write.

Well onto the story.

Light filters through the slit in the black curtain in the corner of the room. The rays ironically land on my eyes that are occupied by shades. The light makes a glare on my shades making me wake from my restless slumber. I slept with my shades on... and my clothes from yesterday. I hum. Yesterday. The day that me, Dave strider, officially had his heart shattered into ting motherfucking pieces. Like glass exposed to a series of tiny vibrations and smashes into freaking glitter. Yes, exactly like that. It shouldn't hurt this much. I don't even know the guy! Well I guess I should share what happened. Yesterday, the faitful day, I was bored and decided to take a stroll in the park twenty minutes from my house. I had turned a corner to witness Vriska latched onto John's face. See, I knew he was straight. Even though we've had our gay moments... That defeats the purpose. John was kissing Vrisksa. I do have to question Johns choice in girls though. Well that is what caused me to have an internal breakdown. I had shut myself in my room and thought about my miserable existence while eating Doritos and drinking AJ. Aren't comfort foods the shit?

I go to grab my phone. I jump when my alarm goes off.

"This is new year's day." It chimes, well not really seeing as its Black Veil Brides. I remember setting it as that for the irony of it not being new years. I decide to let it play.

"So rise from the ashes

Faith will find a way

Like lightning crashes

We'll keep marching on and on and on"

Okay nope, irony, bye song. No need for you anymore.

I slip off my shades and make my way through the hallway and into the small, now slightly cleaner, kitchen. Bro sits on the couch toying with cal. I personally prefer Satan-puppet-spawn-from-the-depths-of-burning-hell, but hey, that just my opinion (along with several other people, including Jake). I open the fridge and hold all the swords back. I carefully grab a bottle of oh-so-precious AJ while avoiding the wrath of the many blades.

The couch bounces bro up a bit as I flop onto it with all my beauty and grace. He stops fidgeting with cal and faces me with a stern look on his face, one that he rarely shows.

"What's wrong lil' man?" He asks bluntly with a monotone. I know better than to think he doesn't have concern mixed in his tone.

"Nothing" I say staring at the TV. Oh will you look at that, apple-jack and pinkie-pie are giggling at stupid shit no one cares about.

"Stop lyin'" He accuses, Texan drawl lacing his words.

How did he know, it's not like he can- He taps his glasses smirking. Oh shit. Now I feel naked. I forgot I left my shades in my room.

"They say that the eyes are a window to the soul." Again he pulls tat line. "You can't hide from me" It's true though. Even with my best efforts I can't keep a secret from him, he always finds out. He's just creepy like that.

But down to the point.

"I saw the guy i'm gay for kissing a girl."

"ouch" Bro mocks a flinch. "It's surprising that you actually like someone though."

I agree with him by nodding my head. "I could say the same for you, Bro"

He grins. Not a sarcastic asshole grin. A normal person grin.

"That's only 'cause me and English are soul mates" And here I thought he wasn't full of cringe shit.

"But how do you know" I chuckle.

"I don't think you'll remember, but my left eye used to be green. Then one day I met Jake. His left eye was orange. No one apart from me has orange eyes and I was so confused, we had matching eyes. We started talking and I grew close to him, so close that I didn't- and still don't- want to leave His side. After a year or so our eyes switched and now my eyes are both orange and Jakes are green."

After dumping a load of shit to think about on my plate, Dirk gets up and leaves the apartment.

A few hours later of procrastinating, I get a message from Jake. He's sent me an image attachment. I click on it and an image is brought up on my laptop, covering the whole screen.

It's of Egbert sitting on a bench with an oversized blue hoodie stretched over his knees. Flower petals are falling behind him and he is smiling, seriously he is quite literally model material. He hugs his knees close to his chest and I notice a new tattoo on his arm. It's of a little tribal symbol I recognise; my one is the 'Knight of Time'. My eyes linger on his face. He's never smiled like that in my presence. How could I make him smile so wide that his eyes are squeezed shut? I feel like I'm growing to hate the image. It is screaming at me. Reminding me of the boy I can't have. My laptop chimes.

It reads 'John really does like you chap.'

Yes Jake, only as a friend.

I let John fill my thoughts.

I jump when I remember Bro's story.

Shit.

I can feel my face turning bright red. I cup my mouth and curl into myself.

Strider is caught by the ropes of love.

John could be my soul mate.

In which I make Dave a cliché biach.

Please give me ideas for what to do with John.

Good night.

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