We stay faithful to those around us... we try to stay as clam and collected as we don't bash out on others. we control ourselves, we keep our emotions in. two people who needed that one person the most, they didn't know they needed each other. they were both broken down people searching for happiness in themselves... they wanted to be happy... for there sake they needed to be happy... happiness just doesn't appear in front of you... you have to fight for it. you have to work for something you're longing. and that's what they did. they fought until they couldn't. they searched for happiness until they were through, until they couldn't search. until they couldn't fight. Clinton was a person who just went with the flow. he wanted to make others happy, smiley and just laugh in general while in the inside he was fighting for his life and his own happiness. Angel was a twenty - two year old in agony and bitterness. she tries to make others happy and feel wanted but while, she always thinks about how she would've been if things in the past didn't taramtize her and her family. she's been living in California her whole life. she always thinks about moving, to get away from the hassle and the bitterness environment but she never has the energy to get out of bed. she's always feels like she's drowning in her fears. eventually when she's does go out, she drinks and smokes out her sorrows and her worriness... everything just fades away, slowly and gently.
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Fanfictioni hope you're ready to be taking the fall for me, but we can do it if you're willing to risk it..
