Sometimes I wish I knew how to draw but I'm stuck with writing because it's easy and fun.
I should just post chapters here so at least someone would read it.
Wattpad sure doesn't have anyone and Webnovel I don't know.
Damn it's hard.
Last week I wrote Trial: Two tops and a bottom where they shared.
This week I'm thinking a hot rugby neighbor or Father-in-law.
I'm still debating between the two.
It's sad because I don't know how to be mad or rude or just hate because I don't want anyone to ever feel that but I'm tired. I'm tired.
So yeah I'm going to take myself out and buy flowers the one I like. I'm going to cry. But at the end of the day I just want to be chosen.
I can't do anything because I know I'm just a cushion for your feelings but I don't have one.
I'll probably listen to your problems and give you comfort but when it's my turn you don't know how to. I cried waiting for you to say something but you didn't.
But messages on a view once is hurtful. I send you text telling you how I feel but you don't even.
I hate it. You'll come over then we talk, but when you leave you text me back telling me how you're in love with me
✿ ALERTA DE LANÇAMENTO ✿
📚 Jaime King
✍️ F. Fortunato
🎾 Tenistas rivais
💥 Aproximação forçada
❤️ Um no ódio, outro no amor
🏳️🌈 Romance MM esportivo
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