Someone For Me
As I looked out the window into the night sky I figured I was a fucking loner. Yeah a popstar's a fucking loner! Hard to believe? Well I was going out with someone I thought was 'the one'. Obviously not.
"Moonlighting again Dan?" Tom said glasses hanging off is nose.
"Get fucked four eyes!" I shouted.
"I'll get Gio then 'cause you know that can be arranged." "Ew. I don't need to know the details. Where was I? Oh yeah. Get fucked four eyes!" I shouted and threw a book at his face. He laughed and shut the door before it could connect with his face. Like it would make a fucking difference! Anyway back to the matter at hand.
I kept looking into the dark night sky. I thought if there would be someone who would like me for me. Who would like Mr. Daniel Alan David Jones just as he is? By the way Daniel Jones is me.
I hope there's someone for me.
Just me.
(A/N: There's another one shot and just to tell you I wrote it on a random piece of paper and I didn't have anywhere to put it so I folded it up and put it in my shoe.)