Phoebe
Oh Phoebe heard Sunjata, no doubt about it. She just didn’t care. Bubba was her new best friend and for a moment everything as grand and lovely. ”Look, Jata, I maduh new fren! Hiiie name Bubba.” she said, snickering uncontrollably. ”I name him that cuz he chubbhe-he-he-he!” she added, unable to help the giggles. But of course, the new person and the giggling irritated the bird, who took off and flew away. Phoebe whined and sat up, watching the chubby Ningo fly away.
”You don eben care iffen I get sick so whydiuu scare Bubba!” she whined at him. ”You jus wanna be mean tuh me cuz in easy.”
”You don eben care iffen I get sick so whydiuu scare Bubba!” she whined at him. ”You jus wanna be mean tuh me cuz in easy.”
loving you was the most exquisite
form of self destruction
form of self destruction
