Brendon Smiles
The moon held an unusual glow that was almost like paper. A paper moon. A fake and unusual world. Everything seemed off tonight as I sat atop the roof of my house. I felt ridiculous, stupid even, for feeling the way that I did. I felt idiotic for wishing for the things I was whispering for in my head. There were no shooting stars as far as I could tell and yet I wished and wished. It was a lost cause, a waste of my time, when I could be asleep or on the internet, doing what I spent most of my time doing: Role playing, but no. I was out here wishing for something I would never have. This something had a name and eyes like almonds. This something had lips so plush and full and hair that seemed so soft, so touchable. This something was Brendon Urie...
I only own the not real characters
I only own the not real characters
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Chapter 1
How can an aching heart ever be satisfied if what it needs is what it cannot get?