(This story goes along with my whole Emo boy x Nerdy Girl Series, starting with "Our Perilous End." If you haven't read that whole series yet, you might want to, first! You might get to know a little more about what's been happening.) (An Emo boy love story.) (WARNING: Crude humor, suicidal, and/or violent scenes in this story. If you do not like or feel uncomfortable with those types of things, then please do not read.) (It also may contain BoyxBoy scenes!) (PG-13) (Currently Writing.) ----------------------------------------------------- Oh, um, hello. My name is Daymon Jules, and I have no fucking idea what I am doing with my life. I mean, sure, I like all my friends around me--... But, it just seems like I'm just-- there, you know? I'm always the friend who is there for everybody-- but who is there for me? ... Allison has made a whole series about her life, hasn't she? Geez, how could she even write so much? ... Well, I suppose that this will be based off MY life. Ugh, I feel pathetic for doing this, but... Here's my story.

(Book 3) (Emo Boy and Nerdy Girl Series) (WARNING: Crude humor, suicidal, and/or violent scenes in this story. If you do not like or feel uncomfortable with those types of things, then please do not read.) (ALSO CONTAINS BOYxBOY SCENES.) (AGAIN! Wattpad says it's rated R. It's originally supposed to be PG-13. BUT OH NO. Wattpad found one measly little thing that I can't find so I can't change it. Sorry.) (PG-13) (Completed.) ----------------------------------------------------- I never proposed. I was too late. I said the wrong things. ... Now that the college dead-line has gone and passed– I don't know what I'll ever do. I said the ring was just for her to keep her promise... Not her hand in marriage. ... Now she'll just move on. It might be for the best. ... Yet, I suppose our little love story can continue in our hearts. Even though it might just be me who thinks that way.

(Book 2) (Emo Boy and Nerdy Girl Series) (WARNING: Crude humor, suicidal, and/or violent scenes in this story. If you do not like or feel uncomfortable with those types of things, then please do not read.) (PG-13) (Wattpad says it's rated R. It's originally supposed to be PG-13. BUT OH NO. Wattpad found one measly little thing that I can't find so I can't change it. Sorry.) (Completed.) ----------------------------------------------------- I'm sick of this world. I want to escape and be free. I want to see her. My Angel. ... I seem to recall sometime before that I make idiotic choices. Maybe it is true. It must be the truth. The choice I made to see her again– didn't even fall through the way I expected. I'm stuck in this world. Just a floating apparition that is trapped. ... Becoming hypnotized and tortured by these Voices... These Voices are overtaking me.

(Book 1) (Emo Boy and Nerdy Girl Series) (WARNING: Crude humor, suicidal, and/or violent scenes in this story. If you do not like or feel uncomfortable with those types of things, then please do not read.) (PG-13) (Completed.) ---------------- I'm not normal. She's not normal. This ill-fated relationship isn't neither. Our relationship is filled with regrets. Way too many to count. Many from me. Drugs, alcohol, pain, and–...Love. It's a shame that I just had to ruin it too many times. I feel as if it's my fault that I'm now imprisoned in my little world of darkness– Forever. It was my choice. Possibly the worst one I've made in my unfortunate life. I could only imagine what her's was like though– What type of hell I put her through this whole time we were together. I miss being alive sometimes– With the sunlight's warmth shining against my skin, and myself breathing, my heart beating. I no longer function the way I did whenever I was alive. I'm just stuck here in this little world of mine I call home now. While yet, she's an angel floating in the skies, I'm just an apparition that nobody notices. I'm becoming a psychopath it seems like... I'm sick of this world. I want to see you again, my Princess. Let me tell you the tale of the used-to-be–... Us. From both of our perspectives.