rachelecobb
Jump and you say how high. Just do what I say. Why do you have to argue? Why can't you just do what I say. I am the parent. I am the one in charge. The terror of being yelled at for being scolded for being a free thinker and for going outside the lines to achieve the same end. Why do we stifle and kill the spirit of so many?
I write a lot of fiction. Nonfiction drives it though. I can't stand for something to be so fabricated it can't be real. So my stories are rooted in nonfiction. The characters start off as real people before I bend their destinies to my will. I start in the realm of real before taking off into my dreams and desires.
He's intoxicating. He merely speaks softly and I melt. He holds me in the palm of his hand and can influence me to do his every bidding. The thing is he only uses this to build me up to make me stronger. He doesn't hurt me or try to overpower me.
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