Penname: AddictedToTheRushhh [Contact] Real name: 😜
Member Since: Nov 10, 2013
Membership status: Member
Bio:

I kinda really love Michael Jackson ... Oh and I write stories :)


Gender: male
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Stories by AddictedToTheRushhh
Summary:

final fall

For a second, imagine the worst kind of breakup you’ve ever been through. Whether is with your best friend or your family. During this breakup, you feel as if you keep discovering lies, hatred, and betrayal. Soon you feel as if you’re drowning within this breakup. There’s absolutely no air around you what so ever. And every minute that passes makes the situation worst? That’s how I’m feeling right now. As if I’m in a relationship with the world. With god, with the unknown. At some point you start questioning everything around you, you know? Is like I’m playing a game with society itself. And everyone knows what they’re doing. They know their position. Then there’s me, little me. Poor me, actually. I’m surrounded by players that are ready to play a game in which I’m stuck in. I can’t figure out how to play this game and no matter what, something or someone keeps holding me back. Whether is one of my playmate or nature itself? Something or someone is holding me back, and there’s no way for me to go forward. So what do I do? I play along, I guess. I let the game take me wherever it takes me. I let them push me down, I don’t fight back. Because one you fight back, you’re part of the game. The puppet show. You’re one of their player.

 

 

 

So instead I smile.


Categories: Adult
Characters: Original Girl
General Warnings: None
Trigger Warnings: Death, Emotional Abuse
Series: None
Chapters: 8 Table of Contents
Completed: No Word count: 8578 Read Count: 1967
[Report This] Published: Dec 26, 2013 Updated: Mar 26, 2014