The Nerd✓ (BWWM)

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Science have proven numerous times that love is not really, it's only a fiction emotion in one's mind. People often confuse love with lust because they get a tad bit heated with is stupid, you fuck one time and immediately your in 'love' not actually realizing it's your hormone on overdrive, begging for a repeat of what had just happened. When heart break knocks on your door, you ask 'why don't you love me like I love you?'. This is what separate the strong from the weak. People who know this while be refired to as heartless, wicked or maybe even evil.

What is love? Just an idle word for those whom still believe in the easter bunny or Santa Clause, it's just as imaginary, so why people constantly claim to 'fall in love', I laugh because they eventually yell and scream 'I hate you' at the one's they claim to love or never leave.

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"Yes; choke me up more" she cried against my lips. Look at my little slut begging for me to choke her, it's jus too adorable when you look back at how all this began. "Daniel more"

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I woke up to my mother's standing over the side of my bed, smiling widely. "Good morning!" She cheered making jazz hands before giggling. I could help but smile at her silliness.

"Wake up Danny Poo, you have to go to school today because you haven't been there in a week since it opened and I don't want my baby to dropped out" she complained opening my curtains. Sunlight filling the dark blue room. My eyes burn, adjusting to the sudden amount of light that over toke the room. It's odd, having so much light in here.

"Take your toochie to the bathroom, it's almost 7 so up you go. I made breakfast so hurry before it gets super cold" she finished exiting my room, softly closing the door.

Chuckling lowly at her overly hyper active behavior I peeled the comforters for my body. Walking to the window the warm sunlight caressed my body as I stretched my stiff muscles before drawing the thick curtains closed with small smirk on my face. Never been a morning person to being with. Turing to the night stand for my glasses and phone then Dragged my feet over the soft deep brown, fur carpet to the bathroom to do my business.

Humming, I place the glass over my face while powering on the small device. Uhm... No notification, not surprising. Standing over the toilet, I connected my phone to the speakers and head straight for my playlist. NF- The Search Boomed throughout the room. After I'm done, I took off my boxers and headed to the shower not bothering to heat it up. I don't have time either way because the next ten minutes my mother will come to check on me again.

I'm sorry. That's fine
I think I need a little me time

Sighing the cold water beating down on my hot body. Grabbing the shower gel I squeezed more than the recommend amount on my wash rag and begin to leather my body.

Hang up my heart let it air out!
I've been searching, what does that mean Nate?
I've been learning,
Grabbing my keepsakes, leaving my burden,
Kinda brought a few with me, I'm not perfect.

Dropping my head under the shower as it becomes warm, I mumbled the lyrics while using the same shower gel to latter me hair. As long as it's clean and smells good, I careless.