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Drams ' "aaaah" How Many of us don't have dreams at night , After you lay you're head in your pillow and Fall into the abyss of you're sleep. "That must feel great" Only Sad Part Is I Cant Experience That Joy.
Well Wile Your in bed, Do you ever start thinking about the passed and can't help but laugh at all the stupid things you did Back then . "Haha , Thats How I am right now.."
But do you ever think about the bad things you did. "Not funny anymore right ?" Well This Is My Story Of One Action That I took in life , that has brought me borderline with suicidal.
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Caged Instinct
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Just A House?
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Maybe Us. (Vance Hopper x FEM! Reader)
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"Doors Led To Your Nightmares" (Original Short Story)
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I can't stand you.
COMPLETED!!! here's a snip bit ! "Hey Belle" he said with a cheeky smile. I look up and give him the fakest smile i can put on "did my constant harasser also become my stalker?" i said referring to him saying my name before looking back at my computer. He sat down next to me. "Not a stalker or a harasser just an acquaintance" he said before continuing "also i got your name from your friend, also let her know i do not want her please and thank you" he said before getting up "she doesn't want you either" i responded not moving my eyes from the screen "definitely not what she said last night" he said flashing me a smile which i rolled my eyes to. I was sincerely praying he was grabbing his stuff to go so i wouldn't have another interaction with him, but of course not. His friend left and he came back and sat by me. "I'm trying to do homework can you please go somewhere else" i said in a heavily annoyed tone. "See i would, but one i think you like me too much to actually want me to leave" he said before i cut him off "i don't" he laughed before continuing "this next part is really gonna suck then" he said pausing obviously waiting for a reaction out of me which i don't give him. "fine. you're no fun. we have to schedule our tutoring times" he said before nudging me "i'm your first student to tutor surprise!" he said in a tone that i can only describe as annoying because that's all he is, is annoying. I look up at his face that's gleaming with joy purely because i'm annoyed.Terminé
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