@theawesomeseed
i just opened my wattpad after many years how the fuck do you change profile here
THERE WILL BE BIG CHANGES IN MY WATTPAD ACCOUNT DUE TO SOME CHUCHU. I WILL DISCONTINUE MY STORIES CONSIDERING ON HOW MANY YEARS OR MONTHS THAT I HAVE NOT UPDATED DUE TO LACK OF INTEREST. hope you will understand :). (but have 0.5 hope because I might change my mind and just try to change the route of the story)
-Always your lazy author,
theawesomeseed.
Once upon a time, The boy notice a sad girl,
The boy asked a question to the sad girl
"Why are you sad?"
The sad girl told him, the boy understands.
After that the boy and the sad girl became friends,
Years later, the boy and the sad girl fought,
The boy said bad things, the sad girl cried,
"Get out! I wished I never help you that day!!"
The boy forgots about her, the sad girl is lost.
The adult boy and the adult sad girl met
Oh wait.
Made I mistake.
The adult boy and the grave of the sad girl met.
"Did she became happy though?"
My new hobby : sleeping. Reason so that I can visit my imaginary friends.
When the past repeats but the only difference is that you have other problems and don't have the resolve to fight again.
For once...I wanted to be rebel and act agressive all the time. Be with my dreams and to fucking smile for all my awards and shit. But of course, my mind had think of negative reasons why I have to abandon my dreams; low currency in money, I am ugly, I am not talented, I can't handle big crowds, I'm scared and I want to make my mother proud.
And for once I wanted to be a 13-year-old girl who pursue and loves her dreams. Not a now, who is a girl who spews lies in her mouth to make other be proud, to say I would be that just for others and to not show my 'happiest' smile.
For the first time...I wanted to stand tall and head high. Because all I have been doing is look at the floor and avoid everyone.
Been strong for four years and I am tired now...I want to fucking sleep in a coffin.
You only believe in what you see,
Then others, you are ignorant,
With smile infront, you let it be,
But you noticing is what I want,
To notice I am not the same,
I've become my worst nightmare,
Not the girl you joked about being lame,
Not the girl you said is rare.
But with my sweet mouth, came sweet lies,
Which you easily believed,
The girl you loved dies,
And the monster you hate lived.
I'm evil,
And you're my happy little pill,
Though you just made it worse,
With love I named curse,
To hold your cold hand,
Here in this land,
Is exciting enough for me,
But I let you be,
For your ugly half,
Let me just clap and laugh,
Cause mistake I made,
Is what I also paid.
I hate how other people is sad other than me. Though I always see or feel they are sad, sometimes I couldn't comfort them seeing I couldn't even comfort myself. :(