I was watching this show and there was this weird, sorta crazy kid no body understood. I thought he was crazy too. But one episode he was almost hallucinating and he started crying. He said something like. "I want to live somewhere magical, but I live in Aberdale. It's all in my head." This little kid had created a story and wanted it to be his reality. Us writers.
I want a boy. Who would shove ice cream in my face. Who will wrestle with me. Who shows me off to his friends and family. Who treats me with respect. Who will call me at four i the morning to tell me he cant stop thinking about me. Who sings to me, even if he can't. Who could break my heart but wouldn't dream of it.
I want a hug. Why is it only me that can see what there expecting of us is so wrong on so many different levels it shouldn't have to be this hard they never had to go though all this to be together it's so wrong and there's only me that can see . We have to stand together on this or what do we really have I can't carry on livening like this it's making me Ill