Huddle jokes
"Grandma, tell me a story!" I said as we huddled near the campfire.
"Alright," she said, "Once, there was a tree named Timmy, he was my best tree friend. I used to read books under him and climb all his branches."
"Where is Timmy now?" I asked.
Grandma pointed to the campfire.
Why is 10 scared?
Because it is in the huddle of 9/11.
Just all us depressed people joking about our depressed lives, we should hang out sometime.
Like if you have a boyfriend, girlfriend, or husband, or wife, or a crush.
Can all the hot, depressed, suicidal guys just text me so we can meet up and cry together about how depressed we are. For real.
All these people on here making me wish I knew them IRL.
Ayo, who's online :')
