A story to me.

A story to me.

  • WpView
    Reads 27
  • WpVote
    Votes 0
  • WpPart
    Parts 3
WpMetadataReadOngoing<5 mins
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Wed, Mar 14, 2018
These are poems to myself so I don't lose myself, I've drained myself Became everyone but myself. But myself.. is my best self Love yourself, grow your self Learn from yourself Be yourself.
All Rights Reserved
#753
fallinginloveagain
WpChevronRight
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
Illustration

You may also like

  • Pretty Boy
  • Small Doses
  • Rumours [BxB] ✔️
  • Fix You
  • A Smile Can Hide Anything
  • There's A Boy in my Bed (BoyxBoy)
  • MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE ONESHOTS
  • I SEE YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL THE SERIES BOOK 1: FIRST LOVE
  • Dissolved mind

Pretty Boy How could you exactly define yourself as being pretty? Is keeping myself high, be enough? Would the wounds around my body, mark me as to being one? Could drowning myself with alcohol guarantee me into feeling like that? Because if it does, then I guess being wrecked and having an obscure life are things that could be defined as being pretty. But, being pretty comes with a cost, and seeing your friend as to being one is just plainly forbidden. But what if the forbidden nature of it all, could come falling into a mess that's nowhere near as pretty as him. Would it fall into shattered pieces or could it fix what is already broken? And would the love that both of them are willing to give each other be enough to overpower the bigger repercussions that'll probably come out of it? [Smut Included]

More details
WpActionLinkContent Guidelines