the story that never ends

I'm not like you. We are far from similar and you have so much to find out...


1. We become what we think about most of the time and that's the strangest secret

Deep brown eyes, empty. They could burn holes through your skin. Yet your beauty is a distraction to mask your ugliness inside, to me your disgraceful but to others your like a breath of fresh air. You think I'm stupid don't you? No matter how much you try you couldn't fool me, I know you. I know your little games, nobody else can see it but me; you stand out from miles away and you're like a sore thumb. 

No one knew his name, nor where he was from so from now on his name is Boy.

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