Prologue

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Could I really be something that someone wants? Do I really have that appeal to attract the unusual? In 17 years, I've experienced and witnessed things that make me as cold as ice. I live a life of dealing. I don't express my emotions. That shit is gay. Cause more than likely, nobody cares and everyone's gonna judge me. I don't need the fucking criticism. Cause I do it to myself on a regular. I knew this was a bad idea. I knew love was nothing but pure bullshit. And I knew I should've stayed away. But I fell in deep and look at me now.

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