You're the peterpan.
She's your Wendy.
And I'm Just Your Tinkerbell.
Tinkerbell, yeah it's me. The one who has the role of being a friend, who always experience being friendzoned by you. But who cares? No one, right? Cause in our story, its more than worse. It's really THE WORST. You even treat me as your own slave, like you owned me, just because I stole your first, fvcking kiss?! Geez, It's an accident and I didn't mean it cause it's also my first. But I dont regret it, not until such time you really did forgot me and just dumped me somewhere near a garbage can. The time you finally saw your Wendy. And Oh! She's hell-damned beautiful. I'm so different. Really different and didn't even have the slightest thing that I can be like her. And that makes you really a damn bastard to do such awful things and to continue being numb! But maybe, with all the things that happened, I can realize that maybe, I'm destinied to be a Wendy with some other Peterpan. The one who's not numb and the one who consider someone's feelings though theyre not like you. And they can't be like you. Yeah, you're like hell but it will never change the truth that, TINKERBELL loves his first PETERPAN more than ever and any else.
