I'm writing this after my previous boyfriend broke up with me out of the blue, I'm glad he did, there were needs there that he couldn't satisfy, an itch he couldn't scratch, well he could but he chose not to make me a priority or commit anything to our relationship, he wouldn't text me back unless I was willing to send nudes, he would never call me because even when I needed him the most. He treated me like shit half the time but I enjoyed the attention. I'll admit he was a dick but I thought I loved him. Although I don't miss much from him I miss the boundaries I could cross because we were a couple. I miss calling someone "babe" and "daddy" I miss being able to say "I want you to choke me" and the other responding in a kinky way. God I miss it already, but I don't miss the hurt the sting when he left me on read for days straight. I don't miss that and I never fucking will. I hated that relationship with a passion and wanted it to be over.. so why does it hurt so bad? I don't want it to, but it does. So I came up with a distraction. Dream boy is what I like to call him, he's my dream boy, the guy who CAN satisfy my needs, a guy that CAN scratch that itch. Honestly I'm tired and touch starved so idk what I'm doing with this book, but I'll keep it going because dream boy is now my boy. And I won't have to worry about hurt with him, cause he's not real. But that's okay, because my fantasy's don't hurt me like he did.
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My dream boy
RomanceHi, I recently went through a break up and need something to put my mind on, so I decided to write a book about a boy I can only dream of and let the other one go, I have ADHD so this probably isn't going to be that good considering i can't stay on...
