Sunday 7 August 2016

Love for the ages. Specifically ages 18-81.

Cupid, that chubby cherub love dispenser, is dead. But before he died, he appointed me his apprentice in love. 

I loved Cupid, and that was precisely why I killed him. I strangled him. Then I shot him 17 times with his heart-shaped arrows.

Then I burned his body while I roasted and toasted marshmallows and toasted to the good times he brought to the world.

Then I took his ashes and mixed them in cake batter and literally consumed him.

Mark it down: I have officially taken over as the foremost authority on love.

I can't fly around like he could, but I have other endearing qualities. I can’t think of any at the moment, but I must have some.
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Grand dudes and dudettes!! Now that I have your attention ,this is a brutal announcement that these chronicles shall be revived as soon as i'm done executing cupid's estate.

I don't understand how such a tiny creature can own these much love hearts.

Stay tuned for THEE ULTIMATE CHAPTER 4 OF THE SILHOUETTES SERIES ON 11/8/2016..THIS THURSDAY. I wrote these next few chapters near the lake,so expect a watery love tale.

yours blogfully,
Nim.Cupid