dylan ann ross
And I had a dream that you were with me, it wasn't my fault
And I had a dream that you were with me, it wasn't my fault
be d i f f e r e n t ; ;
Outfit; outfit
Boyfriend; Jet <3
Status; Has a cold
and is staying at home.
Mood; Depressed
With; Jet
Location; Her house
- "Of course I want you here, you dummy!" She nearly yelled, toppling over him, knocking both of them over to be laying side by side, face to face, on the wide couch. "Why wouldn't I want the guy I love to live with me?" She wrapped her arms around his neck, her tears now dried up. "I won't let you go even if you begged me."
She knows how messed up his family is. She's met them before. They were so nice to her, giving her piles of thing she didn't even need. But she knew how they were. Their smiles were fake and lifeless, as if they were wearing a mask that said "happiness" across it. The type she always wears. She never told Jet, but, she hates his family. Dylan finds a new scrap, cut, bruise, or scar on Jet everyday. It aggravates her by how badly his family treats him. If only she had enough courage to chew them out about it.
{ sorry, I had a bit of a writers block >//< }


