Fool As Feelings Novels & Stories

“Do you feel sick? Do you want to rant? Do you want to scream it out? Do you want to-“ “August,” she interrupted him then shook her head. Her voice was cracking as she struggled to free the words from her throat, terribly disappointed in herself. “August, I am such a fool. I’m such a huge fool.” “No you’re not,” he quickly sat up, giving her hands a squeeze. “Of course, you are not. Why would you even think that?” “I’m such a fool,” she refused to believe otherwise. “I can’t believe I was such a fool. I can’t believe I was so stupid.”

I whine as he pulls back until his fist slowly leaves my asshole. Unfortunately Master had pushed air into my asshole and it makes a fart noise as it comes out. I blush a deep red and feel totally mortified I just made that noise, until I hear Master let out a small laugh. Not a cruel laugh either, he practically giggled which then makes me laugh with him. His laugh is so cute, fuck I love him. No I don't! I can't love him because he's just my Master and nothing else.

Ella did not realise how her mind had been drifting until Lola said something about the movie that was already fifteen minutes in. “I’m sorry I’m not the best of company,” Ella said to Lola as she tried to focus on the movie. “There is nothing for you to apologise for. I’ve been where you are and I know it’s not easy,” Lola said. “Were you also wrongfully accused?” Ella asked.

“ Thanks for always listening to me. ” How could I have been so stupid, how? I'd always thought I was smart and intelligent. How then did I become a fool in love? It's said that love is blind. How did I get too blinded to see the red flags? How? “ Who cares about that lovesick fool? ” Her words were sharp and filled with menace. All along, I had believed I was loved by the Queen Bee only to realize that it's all deceit. While I'd always seen her as all that mattered in my life, she'd only seen me as a love sick fool. How pitiful.

It's like his anger just suddenly melted down because of her sweet voice that seem like she's not affected by his behavior at all. "Don't tell me that you actually believe yourself that you convinced me when you kissed her in front of everybody? That's very foolish of you, love." I heard one of the both of them sigh. It was Conrad. "But that's me, right? I'm always a fool. You always play me with your dirty little games because you know that I'm a fool. You always know that I'm going to eat the bait because I'm a fucking fool." "You're a fool for me, always."

Tears with pain, regrets, anger, and hatred. " I'm sorry best. I'm sorry I don't have any flowers for you... " I said while smiling and crying at the same time. " ... I just went here so suddenly that's why I didn't bring you some. * Sniffed* I just didn't know that I'm gonna fool again. I trust him and give my love to him. I thought he will love me like you do but... " " ... He's just like the other man who fooled me. He plays my feelings. He plays my heart. He fooled me! I believed in everything he makes me feel and all that he gives to me. I believed in all of those things he said but... "

I said from a place of guilt, and Felix burst out laughing loudly. “ You make me laugh, baby” he couldn't control it. " Hey, you had better speak up" Somehow, I wanted to know if, indeed, being silent and swallowing shitty things was a way of telling your offenders you're stronger than they are. I also wanted to know if it was wrong to tell people for once that you're not a dummy. That was the situation with me right now. My mixed feelings made me want to go insane. “ You're not a fool, darling" Felix's sharp voice cut me off from my reverie.

"It's probably just admiration for famous people." Brooklyn sighed, rolling her eyes in a gesture of mock despair. "I know Milo is a hottie and he plays cool guitars. I don't want you acting like one of those crazy girls. There's a loss of decency. You're part of the cheerleading squad now, understand?"

I told him as I turned away from him, more tears streaming down my cheeks. "You care about this man so much?" He asked me, and I turned to him as I nodded. "I do." "It only makes you a fool, Amanda." He said it, and my eyes widened in shock as I stared at him. There was no way he just called me a fool. I’d heard it for myself, but I didn’t want to believe it. I didn’t want to believe that Jason had just called me a fool. What did he even mean by that? "I’m not a fool just because I care about someone."

The other was scribbling the remaining half of the poem I had been working on. Let me tell a story; a love story, Love story? Did I even have one? Perhaps, with a beastly mate? But why didn’t I see it like that anymore…? Love makes you play dumb Makes you act like a fool In relation to how I didn’t notice Damon’s intentions, I was really a dumb fool. This feels makes one act lonely Love tests you many times It even turns lemonades to limes Love is fearless, bold, destructive It’s kind, pursuing, generous