:) I love you too.Just three more days of being in high school and the reasons I can’t wait to leave just continually add up.
Now, I’m going to be quite honest, I’m not the perfect child people seem to think I am at school. I lie to my parents and go out and do typical teenaged shenanigan things. But in the time…
Don’t worry about it, toots. I’ll always love you and, really, what else matters?
Just three more days of being in high school and the reasons I can’t wait to leave just continually add up.
Now, I’m going to be quite honest, I’m not the perfect child people seem to think I am at school. I lie to my parents and go out and do typical teenaged shenanigan things. But in the time…
Fuck everyone but yourself. Keep doing what you want to do.
I thoroughly plan to.
Just three more days of being in high school and the reasons I can’t wait to leave just continually add up.
Now, I’m going to be quite honest, I’m not the perfect child people seem to think I am at school. I lie to my parents and go out and do typical teenaged shenanigan things. But in the time that I dated my last boyfriend, I hadn’t done any of those things because I thought, maybe it’s wrong. Maybe I should follow on being the ideal Christian daughter to my parents who never go to church. So for that time, that was what I did. When I told him I had drank he honestly made me feel like shit about it. (I was an idiot for letting him, I’m aware.) Ultimately, he ended up breaking up with me majorly because he just “wasn’t happy” but also because I “didn’t know where I [stood] with God and religion” and that I set him back in his quest for coming closer to God. The fact that I was able to have a mind of my own and question things, made him think “Oh.. maybe there are some flaws.” And instead of maybe challenging himself to look into things, he decides, instead, to just rid himself of the question itself.
So again, I sort of felt crappy about it. But, since then I have found out that prior to dating me, the guy had knocked a girl up who was (and as far as I know still is) on such obscene amounts of drugs that there was a very quick miscarriage. And tonight one of his friends tells me this “awesome” story about him and his “bros” got trashed this past weekend. Ex-boy friend included. I’m sorry.. how tall of a horse were you sitting on when the one time I went to a show and hung out with my friends was such a big deal and you couldn’t believe I’d do something like that.
But you go ahead. Have fun staying in Tampa forever. You do the bare minimum amount of work you can to get yourself into community college for an Associate’s, because you’ve got everything planned out. At least you’ve got the big man up stairs always by your side. I won’t forget to remember you as I graduate in the top 50 and head off to my first choice university.
The moral of this story: Bitches ain’t shit but hoes and tricks.
