I just... want to cry, that's all. It's stupid how all I'm thinking about is Jotaro. There's no pictures in this one, but it's... sad. Something that would happen and that I fear. This is basically me, but, this is for my readers so this will be in first point of view.

From my eyes, to yours.

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I can't stop thinking about him, Jotaro Kujo. The 17 year old delinquent who smokes, backtalks, doesn't show anything sexual like, and he's just, the man every single girl dreams of. Those school girls that do nothing but scream, those girls that cling, crowd, and all tsundere like. I just... wish he was there with me. But, he's not. He's just some fictional anime character, in the world that I want to live in.

Instead, I live in a shitty reality. I'm lying on my bed, holding onto my pillow, wanting to cry so much, wishing for Jotaro to come and hug me so tight, that everything feels alright. I shouldn't feel this way about him.

He appears in some of my dreams, the dreams where I'm happy with him. But, I wake up, and grow super depressed, because he's not there anymore. He comforts me, gives me reasons to be happy, to live life, to not break down and cry tears that stain my clothes.

School's gone to total shit, I can't do anything. I try to do school work but I'm just, not wanting to do it. I want to hug Jotaro, maybe even more than that.

But, I always imagine him here, on my bed. But he's... Jotaro. Like actual Jotaro. He pushes me away each time I want to hug him, he calls me a bitch each time I say that I love him, and when I say I love him, he doesn't love me back. He's not the handsome prince I see in my dreams, the one that's always there to hold your hand, the shoulder that you can cry on, calls you a bitch but as a joke. That's not the real Jotaro. The real Jotaro, would push me out of his life in a heartbeat.

Jotaro Kujo, why do I love you? All you do is make me cry. The last time I'll think about you, is when you call me a bitch one last time, and you walk out of my life forever.

That's when I'll wake up, and I'll drown in my own river of tears. I have a weakened heart, one that's been broken from the start. Anything that's sad, I can't help but cry. Even if it's a hater, I take words to heart, and cry for minutes over it. You calling me a bitch as you don't smile after, I want to cry. Because it's true.

Because of you, Jotaro, I want to hug you so bad. You'll push me away as well, and I'll be there, alone, living out my own lies. That you love me, that you need me, That's you'll always be there.

Fuck life, Fuck my stupid imagination, fuck my life.

Jotaro Kujo...
Please...
Just one hug...
Is all I need...
And I'll be off...

Then, you can hate me. You can break me and mend me to anything you want. I gave up my soul for this, because my heart is already in pieces.

I talk so much, I'm a chatterbox. I speak too loudly... I rarely go out, even during this horrible time. I do nothing but eat my worries away and grow chubby and worthless. Because that's what I am, and it's all my fault. I have no energy to do anything.

Please...
Jotaro Kujo...
Noriaki Kakyoin...
Jonathan Joestar,
Joseph Joestar,
Jean Pierre Polnareff,
Robert E. O. Speedwagon,
Caesar Zeppeli,
Josuke Higashikata,
Koichi Hirose,
Rohan Kishibe,
Okuyasu Nijimura,
Giorno Giovanna,
Narancia Ghirga,
Bruno Bucciarati,
Leone Abbacchio,
Guido Mista,
Trish Una,
Pannacotta Fugo,
Jolyne Cujoh,
Hermès Costello,
Foo Fighters,
Weather Report,
Narciso Anasui,
Emporio,
Johnny Joestar,
Gyro Zeppeli,
Hot Pants,
Mohammed Avdol...
Will A. Zeppeli
Reimi Sugimoto...

Why do I feel so bad? I love all of you, even the ones I didn't say.

But, most of all, Jotaro.
I wish you were here.