simplistic thoughts

The heroine keeps screaming. All these sounds are mustering in my head. Like, I can’t explain. But she should know that I went to the place with no return. But yet she shouldn’t keep screaming. I miss her definitely. I went to the little get together the girls had set up. I just couldn’t keep it up. I came with Will and Pig. It was really fun and all. Even though it was hard seeing those three.. But it kept bugging me. The heroine, in the back off my mind. But I’m like that insane person standing around. She knew that. They all know that. But they don’t care. They don’t have to. I don’t care if they care or not. It’s not their problem so they don’t need to care. Still, it would be nice to get like a “How are you” and the person asking would f*****g listen. Well, never mind that. It’s not like I’d die without it. Or maybe I don’t give a s**t. But yet this s****y lifestyle I’m leading is killing me. Slowly. But no one cares. I’ve grown accustomed to it. That’s why I don’t give a s**t. But nonetheless Jared’s back. Jared AKA A Fallen Hero. Like the person who stands against the constant force pushing me towards the edge. But I won’t give in. I never give in. F**k off. And It’s still just A Fallen Hero to you -------X--------

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[A Risen Heroine.]

I miss The Hero.

I like this piece.
And I'll be there to listen to you, you know that!
Unblock me on skype, then I can listen to you!

~A Fallen Heroine~