Facefart Stories Novels & Stories

If I had said yes to him when he asked me out the first time, I wouldn't be rotting alone for 2 years for fucking 2 years. I am having so much fun with Justin. I thought that I can't be happy in any male company after Drake but I was wrong. I am laughing so much after a long time and the laugh is not forced. It is real. I am real. I look at Justin who is telling me his childhood stories of how he used to scare his neighbor off when he was thirteen while we are sitting in a restaurant and waiting for our dinner to arrive. And do you know how he did it? Let me tell you by getting out of his house, naked. Yes, naked. Oh damn, I laugh so hard that my stomach hurts.

I reply putting on a fake sad expression. "Well, if you think of any other funny stories, you'll have to share them with me," Iskander says smiling. "You're a really good storyteller." "Thanks," I say, feeling a warm glow of happiness. "It's nice to laugh and have fun. I haven't had that in a while." "That's why I'm here," Iskander says, giving me a big smile. "To make sure you have a good time." I smile back at him, feeling grateful for his friendship. "Thanks, Iskander. That means a lot to me."

“I once tripped walking into a conference hall. In front of investors. Once though.” He laughed, the sound warm and genuine. “And did you recover?” “I pretended it was intentional.” “Of course you did.” Their laughter came easier than she expected. Effortless. Not forced. Not strategic. She told him about a disastrous attempt at cooking local food during one of her business trips. He countered with a story about mistaking a spicy pepper for something mild and paying for it dramatically. “You cried?” she teased. “Briefly,” he said with mock dignity. “But only internally.”

this people really do have a death wish I started laughing so hard and that halted them in their conversation. “Alright, I can see that none of you are willing to talk, so we shall begin” I got from the chair and walked to my carbonate of terror and yes the name is written boldly in front, anyways, I opened and I smiled, oh how much I love this part. I took out a little knife and I’m sure you are wondering what I will be using it for. I walked over to the guy in the middle. “this is your last chance to speak for forever hold your peace” I said, but still nothing “ alright then, you asked for it” I said and then I started peeling off his face and I can hear is the sweet melody of his screams