Hello again!
friecken hallways...im sick and tired of you..
and school..
and boys..
who tease with your mind and soul.
literally ran into him today.
turn a cornor and
BOOM!
oh but you werent alone
oh no no no
some girl was linked to your hand
holding onto dear life
like she was falling over a cliff
and you were her hero...
him: (outta shock of hitting someone) oh sorry...oh hai rach...(akward turtle)
myself: hello good sir...goodbye good sir.
begin walking away.
him: wait rach!
continue walking...hold tears..
the bathroom stall has never felt more like home...
idk why i got so worked up about it..
we never really talked about becoming a thing..
i guess assumptions took over.
i wish he would quit texting me
idc if ur with someone or not
its just a sign that things shouldnt happen anymore
with you and me
its just time i say my last goodbye i guess.
siiggggghhhhhhh
i swear im living in onneee biigg movie.
WoodChuck.
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