A/N: So annoyed. It's like, 1 AM and I'm sitting in bed, almost asleep. I go to turn off the light and BAM. Inspiration. So I just HAVE to write this. Cuz I KNOW I'll forget it if I don't so...
Here ya go.
Disclaimer: I refuse to comment on that because of the idiocy. All thats mine is the crazy muse who strikes at random and annoying moments.
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Ryan isn't used to girls like Marissa.
Nice girls, you don't want him for something that was often wanted from him in Chine. Girls who think about what he wants, and that he has feelings as well.
Girls who care.
Ryan is used to mean girls. Who only want sex, and after they have used him, they discard him. Sometimes the other way around.
Ryan notices how skinny Marissa is. He notices her even california tan, her golden hair.
He notices how she gets self-concious sometimes. How she thinks she's imperfect.
Ryan remembers girls from Chino. Girls with large chests, and nice hips. With shapely legs and dark tangled hair.
Girls who know what they have and use it to their advantage.
Ryan knows how to act around them. What to think.
That's not the case any more.
Not with Marissa.
Sometimes Ryan wants to leave. Go back to Chino. Where he knew what to do with the girls, what to think.
Sometimes Marissa smiles at him, and he remembers that with girls like her, its easier to get hurt.
Because they care, but you do as well. And that gives them power.
But he also remembers, that with girls like Marissa.
It's worth it.
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A/N: Thats it. My rambled, tired, thoughts of one in the morning. Enjoy.
Here ya go.
Disclaimer: I refuse to comment on that because of the idiocy. All thats mine is the crazy muse who strikes at random and annoying moments.
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Ryan isn't used to girls like Marissa.
Nice girls, you don't want him for something that was often wanted from him in Chine. Girls who think about what he wants, and that he has feelings as well.
Girls who care.
Ryan is used to mean girls. Who only want sex, and after they have used him, they discard him. Sometimes the other way around.
Ryan notices how skinny Marissa is. He notices her even california tan, her golden hair.
He notices how she gets self-concious sometimes. How she thinks she's imperfect.
Ryan remembers girls from Chino. Girls with large chests, and nice hips. With shapely legs and dark tangled hair.
Girls who know what they have and use it to their advantage.
Ryan knows how to act around them. What to think.
That's not the case any more.
Not with Marissa.
Sometimes Ryan wants to leave. Go back to Chino. Where he knew what to do with the girls, what to think.
Sometimes Marissa smiles at him, and he remembers that with girls like her, its easier to get hurt.
Because they care, but you do as well. And that gives them power.
But he also remembers, that with girls like Marissa.
It's worth it.
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A/N: Thats it. My rambled, tired, thoughts of one in the morning. Enjoy.