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I feel like my bipolar condition is getting worse. These racing thoughts would somtimes twist my mood different directions. Sometimes I'm even seeing things and suddenly they aren't there anymore my father's words still ring in my head. Now I'm getting angry, sad, and happy. These emotions would be some sort of cycle but when I get angry I remember y/n. Oh my dear sweet y/n. I can't wait to make her mine at prom. I can just imagine a beauitful dress she would wear, smiling at me kindly as i twirl her around, her body. Her body sways in the lights as he eyes shine with passion as she looked at me with love. I could just feel her lips on mine already.

Austin can't have her.

WD
May 18 2018

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