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*3 weeks later*

    well here I am st this dumb interview with some fucking brunette with too much makeup winking at me every five fucking seconds.I have no patience for this bitch at all it's been like what? almost half a hour of this shit. hell fucking no.

   clearly I'm done with everything bland everyone it's getting out of hand. in a few weeks we have vacation for a few days and then we're back.but being home means with my mom,and I just can't do it I'm not fucking ready for this shit.

  Stella is gone now since  she had to go with her brother to new York for a bit...I don't really care I means really miss her.the boys have always been busy going out to clubs and stuff which leaves me out because I'm too afraid of people more than before. I've also dropped out of school to make everything easier for our career  , even though I wish I could finish there is no way I can handle all the stress with school and travel.

    "soo boys ,is there a special someone who you want to confess about?" jesus Christ.... really?! this interview is supposed to be about the tour not our private lives!

"Noo"

"Noo"

"Noo" all of them anser except me.

."what about you Luke?"

"nope "

     the brunette winks again at me and finishes the interview.

FREEDOMMMM

    if I stayed there for another second I was going to rip her fucking eye OUT.

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      idk....it's a filler so it sucks my mom gets me today so I'm really fucking low .

     and I've been waiting for freaking bvb new album so I can HEAR it but the wait is killerrrr

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