If you're like me, then back in 2013, you left your window open hoping that Jeffy ol' boi would come one night and sweep you off your feet, oooor tell you to Go To Sleep. If you're that person, then this fic is dedicated to you.

With that being said, PLEASE READ THE TAGS!!!!

I don't condone or support any obligatory, controversial, or despicable actions that happen within this book, but I am not responsible if you continue to read regardless of my warnings. 

Please, please, PLEASE be careful, be safe, and learn when your own boundaries are being crossed. I hope at the end of the day, someone out there can either relate to this shit of a vent fic, or find some semblance of enjoyment in my cringey, edgy writing.

Dead Dove. Do. Not. Eat.

As always, I'm down to engage with you guys, so feel free to leave your thoughts in the comments or share the love by poppin' a vote or two!

The original fic can be found on ao3 (chujellyicee), but can be read on here and Quotev (scarblooddrops) with periodic updates usually a day or so after. 

Thank you again for picking up this fic. 

<3 xoxo scar