and his name was "Brayan" (with an extra "A")

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I should probably explain. few things before I go further. I want to preface the fact to why i'm writing a journal. my parents have me in therapy for all my bad behavior. my therapist insists I express anything that I feel. for a while, I felt like nothing. I didn't want to even grab the composition book and write anything. not even about my girlfriend. I should probably introduce her in this stupid journal.

her name was Sarah, she was blonde and skinny. typical popular girl who liked to be with guys like me. we met when her and her boyfriend Matt broke up after the football game. she wanted revenge on him so she started to go out with me. just for the shits and giggles. things got serious after sophomore year. we have been inseparable since. we have great sex. it seems that's just it. great sex. we argue more than we usually do. more now that she is now wanting to be "serious" about her school. which I don't understand, but whatever I guess. I love her tho. I think.

there was a time she cheated on me with Matt. I broke his tooth freshmen year. which now that I think of it. turned Sarah on. because she was on me like a rabbit. fun times man, fun times. I wish we could back to that. but like I said. school is now a priority. she really is gonna waste her time. whatever.

shit, I don't think I ever introduced myself. I'm Hunter, 6.0 brown hair and blue eyes. um, I like to work out and box. i like o.g rap. I cant stand the music of today. fucking gargbe if you ask me. i have my homeboys who I hang out with after school. my parents know I smoke pot. they tried to stop me. aint workin than aint working now. my parents.... where to even begin with those two.

Mom Is a C.E.O of a tech company that makes parts for auto movties. Dad is a super intendant for the school district. so that can only mean that no matter what I do my dad is in the know but, I don't tell anyone that he's my dad considering my reputation I got goin on. I aint gonna let anyone know my dad is the boss of the entire school district. that's fucking social suicide. fuck that.

I don't think I have more to say on that matter. I still cant believe how that kid remembered what I looked like yesterday. it's pretty impressive. I made him cry tho. look I didn't say anything to him to make him cry. so fuck him for making a big deal. I think. I do feel bad tho. like he took my folder and made it look like a work of art in the form of a sketch. MAN! I don't even know how to apologize to him. fuck. ill figure something out. no matter how I try to say it. I still feel bad. this is weird. shit. I gotta apologize huh...

whatever. ill do it when I see him, I don't even know his fucking name anyways. shit.

ill do it tomorrow. I guess. since today he didn't show up to School. damn.