My Story

there was once a boy named dylan and dylan was insecure, then comes along a girl he thinks will be the cure. he showers her with praise, she gives a little back too but little does dylan know she’ll leave him feeling blue. now dylan had been affection deprived and his health declined, he’d try to talk to her but she wouldn’t even bat an eye. so eventually she’s been given enough praise and she’s done with dylan, time to move onto the next guy and become this story’s villain. dylan was left with guilt he thought it was his fault you see, he thought that the relationship was truly meant to be. now dylan’s health declined and he almost set his soul free, but he couldn’t bring himself to do it because he had grown too weak. now dylan has his friends, but amongst them he is lonesome, he has became completely numb and has hardly even grown from the same boy i spoke of at the start of this story. that boy is me and i don’t say that with much glory, i hope this finds the right people who will read and understand, hopefully my story will continue to expand.

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