i deleted my previous stories bc ew
im writing another one which is this one
i have really different ideas for this so yeah
bye
xx
p r o l o g u e
The boy that always had told me how perfect I was, how much he cared, how much he loved me, how much I meant to him, and how gorgeous I looked. Everyday, that was all I heard, him going on and on about how stunning I was. The arguments about who loved who more, which he always won because I couldn't be fucking bothered. It started to get annoying, but I didn't know just how much I would miss it until he was gone. No longer there to tell me how perfect I was, how much he cared, how much he loved me, how much I meant to him, and how gorgeous I looked. It was gone and I needed to figure out how to get it all back.
lol hey. so how was that? it was only the prologue, but i love cal a lot so im writing this about him. enjoy. xx b
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atelaphobia + c.h.
Fanfictionatelaphobia: the fear of imperfection, of not being enough.