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im back.. HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA no. i have a report due tomorrow and i have to turn in my IB Application (IB is a smart ass program thing in my hs.)

I wanted to write about this, because im talking about it, but im still alone. ERMMMMMMM all of my friends on this will probably know what im talking about if ive ever cried in front of them. every time i even begin to speak about my parents i fucking ball my eyes out. it's really annoying because i cant explain why 1. because of my word muffling wallowing and 2. because i literally cant explain it. its truthfully really annoying. Because this is apparently a huge problem, because i tear up before 2 sentences are fucking finished. My friends will try to get me to talk about it but my stupid little tear ducts just wont let tat happen.

Wait. Wait until it's love. Wait until it's trust. Wait until it's time Don't rush. Regrets will follow. You'll be sad. They'll be unhappy. You won't be able to talk to them. You won't be able to look at their pictures. Your heart will ache every time you think of it. Everything you say will remind you of them and what you did. what you regret doing. sharing. experiencing.. with them. I'm proud. I'm a stone cold pimp. JK im a virgin. i believe in abstinence. But I also believe in love. Just wait till you know you won't regret sharing this experience with that person. okay? okay. <3