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just a caption to remember
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"i am a pastel shard of glass, aching to taste the blood in your lips"
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ERMAGERD
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guys its purge night and were all gonna die. QUICK, GET ME A HANDSOME MAN TO MAKE LOVE TO ME. >.> xD jkjkjk i gots muh gun in the closet >:3 just in caseeee
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FINALLY
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I have finally gone through ALL my llama stacks 
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WTF
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WHY AM I GETTING SO MANY LLAMAS ALL OF A SUDDEN? i dont know if i can keep up with all of it D: because im the tpe that if i get one i gotta return it butbutbutbutbutbutbutbutbutbutbut BAHHHH >.>
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im having boy problems...
3 min read
So this guy I dated a while back..
for almost a year...
he was really really amazing.
i trusted him with alot of things.
we got along perfectly, i guess.
our anniversary was apparently his phone password.
he cut it off a couple days before valentines.
a couple weeks before anniversary.
i was really hurt. really pissed. really confused.
i understood. relationships don't always work.
but i was still confused, and when i asked, i didn't get that satisfying answer.
i still felt like it could have worked.
but i wasn't going to try and mend it.
im the girl. hes the guy. i don't follow the bee.
i let him go his way. i found my own.
the rest of life started happening.
he never spoke a word to me. even though we have class together
everyone in that class hates him. they hated him even when we WERE dating.
they were happy when they found out we broke up.
hes not a bad guy. he just never knew how to handle me.
yesterday was prom. i went with my best friend.
he was there.
he told me i looked beautiful.
later he asked "may i have your hand"
and we danced.
and danced.
and danced.
and he wouldn't look me in the eye until i said "hey. smile. its prom."
his smiles became more natural/genuine.
and we had fun, dancing.
john legend's "all of me" started to play.
and we danced the slow song. close together.
we did not look each other in the eye. not even I dared.
because we both knew what would happen if we did.
and on the dance floor, in between all of our friends who thought we had a fight.
gossip was not needed. (like it didn't spread anyways.)
my best friend is making kissy faces in the midst of all this.
no, we did not kiss.
but after that, he followed me around all night. like a lost puppy.
holding my hand
holding my phone
my shoes
getting me a cup for a drink
talking to me
laughing
being the gentleman i knew he was.
cracking jokes.
my friend had cheating bo problems. shes crying on my shoulder.
he still stood by me.
i told him he didn't have to stay.
he said he wanted to.
when prom was over, he didn't give a hug. just a goodnight.
all that was left were opened feelings and pictures of memories.
words spreading through social media that were getting back together.
my dad told me don't fall for this trap BEFORE prom.
but i thought, "like THATS going to happen." because he asked another girl to prom and she rejected him.
but look how wrong I was.
and now i'm sitting here trying to figure out what to do.
im scared to see him on monday. i dont know what were going to say.
how were going to say it.
how were going to answer to it.
and by the way, he still hasn't changed his phone password.
i checked.
for almost a year...
he was really really amazing.
i trusted him with alot of things.
we got along perfectly, i guess.
our anniversary was apparently his phone password.
he cut it off a couple days before valentines.
a couple weeks before anniversary.
i was really hurt. really pissed. really confused.
i understood. relationships don't always work.
but i was still confused, and when i asked, i didn't get that satisfying answer.
i still felt like it could have worked.
but i wasn't going to try and mend it.
im the girl. hes the guy. i don't follow the bee.
i let him go his way. i found my own.
the rest of life started happening.
he never spoke a word to me. even though we have class together
everyone in that class hates him. they hated him even when we WERE dating.
they were happy when they found out we broke up.
hes not a bad guy. he just never knew how to handle me.
yesterday was prom. i went with my best friend.
he was there.
he told me i looked beautiful.
later he asked "may i have your hand"
and we danced.
and danced.
and danced.
and he wouldn't look me in the eye until i said "hey. smile. its prom."
his smiles became more natural/genuine.
and we had fun, dancing.
john legend's "all of me" started to play.
and we danced the slow song. close together.
we did not look each other in the eye. not even I dared.
because we both knew what would happen if we did.
and on the dance floor, in between all of our friends who thought we had a fight.
gossip was not needed. (like it didn't spread anyways.)
my best friend is making kissy faces in the midst of all this.
no, we did not kiss.
but after that, he followed me around all night. like a lost puppy.
holding my hand
holding my phone
my shoes
getting me a cup for a drink
talking to me
laughing
being the gentleman i knew he was.
cracking jokes.
my friend had cheating bo problems. shes crying on my shoulder.
he still stood by me.
i told him he didn't have to stay.
he said he wanted to.
when prom was over, he didn't give a hug. just a goodnight.
all that was left were opened feelings and pictures of memories.
words spreading through social media that were getting back together.
my dad told me don't fall for this trap BEFORE prom.
but i thought, "like THATS going to happen." because he asked another girl to prom and she rejected him.
but look how wrong I was.
and now i'm sitting here trying to figure out what to do.
im scared to see him on monday. i dont know what were going to say.
how were going to say it.
how were going to answer to it.
and by the way, he still hasn't changed his phone password.
i checked.
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