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I wanna fuck to Bria’s Interlude.

just Gunna text my aunt, if she doesn’t reply I’m.calling. I’m in a really horrible state right now.

I don’t understand why I even like this dude. He does one of the things that annoys me the most. He constantly flirts/compiments girls. You fucking compaling about being single when you always call girls pretty don’t you think ill get jelous and tired of this shit. I mean were far and we probably won’t see each other in a long time, but you know I like you, I know you like me. Fuck its probably I’m the one wrong. We agreed on being friends, but still :( dammit. I’m juust gunna slowly get over him.ill stop texting,calling, talking about him. Everything. I feel so stupid :’( he does not realize how much I wanna be his girl.

Robert asked about my love life, I told him a bit what’s up. And he gave me the best advice ever. I think I needed to hear that, instead of hearing this, Its a sign, and yall are gunna eend up being together or some shit.

I wish I had the perfect ass.

Probably the thing I miss about him is getting those morning phone calls. That made me so happy.

I kind show my true colors on here. I guess also cause I hae less of a limit on what to say.

Wait….nooo. I don’t. If I still love anyone it would probably be Isaiahs, he was so much nicer to me. I honestly wish I would have lost it to him. Rather than martin who ended up just being an asshole. I don’t know if I love isaiahs tho. I like him yeah. But loves a big word. As a friend yes. ill just continue to listen to spanish music. And hope no one reads my post.

I love Martin, I miss him. Martin if your reading this I still love you. I wish we would still talk. I’m not in love. But I can’t ever not like you. You have something of mine and I have something of yours that can never be taken away. Do you realize the connection we had.

booooo fucking hooooo. I don’t have a bf, and I’m sad I need to stop being a little bitch

What the fucking fuck man. I’m like crying over stupid shit. I haven’t cried like this since last year. Omg I’m so fed up with my fragile emotions I get sad over little fucking things. I just don’t wanna be alone. I want a boyfriend. I want to be thinner. I want to be able to have fun this summer. And be happy with life. I don’t think none of that will happen.