st thing that happened was when we started talking about our experiences kissing and Mel asked me the most unexpected question: did he ever kiss me… Needless to say, I was caught off guard. I stuttered out an answer before switching the subject as quickly as possible. She noticed. It’s not that I’m uncomfortable telling her about it, okay maybe I am kinda of uncomfortable, but I just want to forget about it, regardless of how much it seems like the universe disagrees with me… I mean maybe as horrible and just plain wrong it seems, I’m meant to be with him… because life is like a fucking circle for me because even when I go off and do something, no matter what, I always end up in the same place with the same person and I’ll admit it her but no where else, I love the predictability… but at the same time I hate it because no matter how hard I want to get away, I end up in the same fucking place… I’m just sixteen (soon to be 17), I’m too young to have found the one, especially if that one was born a decade before me! I don’t know what to do, I don’t know what to think, I don’t know what to believe… I swear to god my life feels like a soap opera… I need a vacation! I'm going to try to get my mind off it by talking about how I’ve figured out that I want to play the banjo! I saw one at Sam Ash and I’ve been thinking about it for a while… I just really really want one! Okay, I want to go lay down because I gave myself I headache… sighIs love
supposed
to hurt
this much?
tot ziens
Sincerely,
Sabrina

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