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He Doesn't Want ToHe doesn't want it.
Why do we ask?
He likes it as it is.
Why do we persist?
The sup mask is enough.
But we still demand.
We say we love him.
We use force.
Actions speak louder.
They scream our displeasure.
Hasn't he done enough?
Why don't we respect his wishes?
He stays awake into the wee hours of morning.
He buys us pizza.
He loves his fans…
But he doesn't want that one thing.
Why do we demand?
Why can't we accept it?
He's not on Youtube for modelling.
He's not where he is because of his face.
He's not where he is because of how he looks
He could be a Viking with blonde hair and three nipples.
But when doesn't want to do one small thing.
Then we shouldn't demand it of him.
My Veiws On FanfictionsMy Views On 'Romance' Fanfictions
I'm not saying this is for all fanfictions, that would be like saying all blondes are dumb and date males for their money or all nerds have braces and wear glasses and spend their freetime only playing Dungeons and Dragons. No. These are my views of majority of romance fanfics I've personally seen, so if you don't like my views, you don't have to.
I was watching the Graham Norton Show, and on that Graham had shown Daniel Radcliffe (who was a guest on the show for those who don't know) Graham had shown Daniel a website completely devoted to Daniel Radcliffe fanfiction. In fact, just watch the video http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gsSqfAKBOF8
But I realise that I have known for a while now, especially on sites like FF.Net, a lot of hormonal teenage girls have taken to the pen. Now, I'm not saying this is bad because I've seen works from 13, 14, 15 etc year olds that have a lot of points of emotional climax and the authors show promising works,
Rise of the DaemonsShe sat there. Waiting.
For an unkown amount of time, she waited.
But not once did she stir.
She sat there, like a broken porcelain doll… Waiting. Her chains had not even clinked in all that time. She'd stayed in that same position for centuries. Waiting.
She still did not stir.
She remained silent… Patient.
Suddenly, they stopped. Not a single sound. The mind-numbing silence had reached once more. She was insane, by now she was sure of it. She hadn't got her hopes up, nor demolished them… So she felt no disappointment.
The thump against the long sealed door was steady, like a heartbeat… Something she hadn't heard in an eternity. The short tapping continued, but still she did not stir. She sat perfectly silent.
And there it was the pièce de résistance, the award winning crack that had been abandoned. It was clear whoever was trying to open h
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