Im no longer a Fun(ny) Girl

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by godhelpme2007

by godhelpme2007

I felt so out of place in the times square full of a happy people. People who haven't experienced heartbreak from a celebrity. A celebrity who cheated on you with their own kind, a figure so amazing his names brings forth joy to the entire state of north dakota. But I wasn't like those people, I was just a normal girl who wasn't like other girls and someone who dates Simon Cowell.
As I thought about my despair but also great happiness from simon (omg i love him so much he's so lit 🔥🔥😍🥰😘😍🤭👍🥰😍) I realized that my favorite broadway musical was playing today. I relate to rachel berry bc people also rain on my parade, (but I roller-blade, not roller-skate). Rachel's myspace was my favorite ever.
We got in line for Funny Girl, there were so many people, so my cutie patootie Simon Cowell used his fame to budge everyone. We got to our seats with only 3 bruises from haters pushing us back! They kept saying,
"Those are our seats!!!"
But i just ignore the haters bc pookie Simon is always right. (I shake it off) (Like a TSwiftie) (but i'm not a swiftie bc it's too mainstream.) (i'm not like other girls)
I found myself singing louder than Rachel during the whole performance. I didn't feel any shame, because I sing even better than her. Even as some haters glared, I knew lots of people loved it, and wanted ME to be on that stage.
As me and my pooks exited the theatre while I clutched his strong arm firmly, I saw someone in the distance.
I could pick out that swagger from anywhere.
It was Harrison.