Enjoy this new chapterbn it will most likely make no sense at all so I'm sorry. ^3^7 what can ya do? Ok bye.
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Obsessive
Why?
Why am I so obsessed over him?
Why am I so obsessed over someone who doesn't like me?
We talk, yes.
But we aren't close.
And he knows.
But he doesn't feel the same.
And it hurts so much to know that.
I sometimes can't look him in the eye because I know I'll melt away.
Or turn into dust.
Or turn to stone.
Or crumble like a cookie.
Does that mean I'm obsessive over him? Or do I just strongly like him?
Or...possibly love?
But that doesn't matter.
Because that will never happen.
Am I obsessive?
Do I think about it him all the time?
I just answered my own question.
Yes, I do.
I think about him too much.
Even my friends think I'm crazy.
A stalker.
But it's not true.
I'm not a stalker.
I don't follow him.
I just never stop thinking about him and I make strange noises when I'm around him because I can't help the fact that he is just plain adorable.
And it will sound weird perhaps, but he is really, really hot.
So unbearably hot.
His hair, his eyes, his everything.
It was perfect.
So tell me,
Am I obsessive?
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This is actually true tho. It's about someone I know. :( *sigh* I hope you liked it.
~Mars
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PoetryHey! So this is my new story/ book thing. It's probably going to be a bunch of poems or either a book about a girl who faces bullying and some shiz. Enjoy!
