a fool’s pleasure called love- chapter 1.1
he was a skinny boy, ill-looking but with a really bitchin’ fucking jawline. he liked to dream and to wonder, to think one might say. the problem was not that he wasn’t interesting or funny. he was. the problem was that he wasn’t interested in the world. too often he laughed without finding someting funny and too often he pretended to care. breaking girls’ and boys’ hearts was apart from smoking tons of pot his favourite activity. and he noticed that and was unhappy. this sadness made him pull away even more and he got a rather mysterious aura around him, which made him even more attractive.
he got a deep raspy voice that made it easy for him to lie and to cheat and everyone around him fell for him. oh what a fool am i to love this boy that doesnt care if i live or die, that fools everyone around him. i fell in love with a living lie and i hate myself for it. he’s like a puzzle i want to solve, but i was too naive to notice that in this puzzle, named chad, there was a piece missing. the piece of caring.
