Whatever I want is here
but I cannot get it
it is in sight
but out of reach
he is out of reach
he is tormenting me
I am his puppet
I would do anything for him
but my life is out of control
it's in his hands
he is my world
I know he will just hurt me
but I am just a puppet
I can't change.
A/N
Hey, so my writer's block is fading! YAY!!!!! This is bad but hey at least I can write now. I got new glasses and I really like them. Guess what. I like someone again. Even though the last one turned out bad. I ended up loving him and he broke my heart. Oh, the day it happened I wrote a chapter called goodbye maybe. You should go check it out. I have been really depressed lately and it sucks even more that I could not write about it. If you want more detail on my writer's block you should go check out a chapter called Inspiration. Wow, look at all these self-promos. I have been talking to the person for like, oh wow since 1:23 and it's 3:32 that's like 3 hours. That's cool, I love talking to him. He is one of the few good things in my life even if he is just a friend he is so cool and relatable and easy to talk to, and we like the same things. He noticed my glasses and my haircut, I did not see him looking at me. I wonder what that means. Anyone have any idea what that means??? Thanks for reading this.
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Tales For The Broken
AléatoireStory's of story's and stories telling stories about stories. This has a bunch of little stories and talks about things I believe in. I hope you find something you like I'm trying to be more Iowan to every one so I love to hear from you guys. What d...
