Current State of the Union
So there’s this boy. I have a small crush on him…he’s cute, sensitive, plays the guitar, and seems so nice. But. I don’t know how he feels. I don’t know if he’s just being friendly, or if he likes me. My guess is the former. Sigh. So I’m trying to my hardest to tuck those feelings away, to prevent any future embarassment or suffering.
But it doesn’t end there. There’s this other boy. I’ve grown so fond of him. He takes me out on long drives on back roads at night. We lie on the hood of his car, hold hands, and count the stars. He tells me the sweest things, and I let him know exactly how I’m feeling. He’s charming and endearing and I feel so comfortable around him…but he’s not my boyfriend. We don’t know how long he’ll be around, so we’re scared of the commitment. And if we don’t truly say we’re together, than we can’t ever be apart, right? Right.
And then there’s him. He made my life hell and I sat there and took it. He’s the reason I started cutting, and the reason I will never put up with anyone’s shit ever again. Including his. Goodbye.
If anything, boys have made my life a growing experience. So thanks, to each one of you boys.
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