Rich men, poor men, is there a difference?
Black, white, is there a difference?
Gay, Straight, or Bi, is there a difference?
We're all human, aren't we? We're all just looking for someone to love.
Then there's me, who claims I don't need anyone. Who loves to be alone and the only person that doesn't get on my nerves is him. Him. Well, of course he gets on my nerves sometimes. Well- a lot of the times. I don't understand why. Could it be that it's just because I knew him since the second grade? Or could it be that he's from the richest family I know and even now at 20, he gets money from his father? Or maybe that I have to work my ass off just to survive and that he just gets everything handed to him? Or maybe he's just an arrogant cocky asshole with a heart of gold and would do anything to help me? Or that he shows up to my work everyday just to give me a large tip? I envy him. He's perfect. Why can't I have a simple life like him? Why am I jealous of him? Why do I have to love him? What about him makes me so... drawn to him? He's my best friend, I shouldn't and I won't.
I'll just stay silent.
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Opposites (Jeffmads FanFic)
FanfictionThis is a Jeffmads fanfic based of a modern au roleplay my friend and I are working on (hey Ty). Honestly, this is basically our OC's now since we modify them soooo much so like, don't hate me? There's a prologue so you don't really have to read thi...
