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tw: depression and mentions of suicidal thoughts



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"So what does this mean?" He said.
"Well I'm not sure." I spoke softly. 
"Maybe we go on a date?" He asked.
"I'd like that." I said smiling.



three days later 



TODAY was the first day I woke and was glad I wasn't dead. It was the day Matt and I had our first date. I actually was beyond excited. I decided to go on a run so I got out of my bed and put on leggings, a align jacket, and some nike socks/tennis shoes. I also put my hair in a pony tail. 


I finished my run so I decided to go to starucks since it was on the way home. I ran all the way and opened the door but as I was walking in I saw a tall blonde figure. I swear I've seen the back of this person somewhere. I thought it was nothing so I just got on my phone. I decied to text Matt. 


As I was texting Matt I felt a tap on my shoulder. I looked up and saw him. 'oh my fucking god.' i thought. It was my ex, Chase, he was a total piece of work to say the least. "Hey." he spoke. I wished and prayed this was all just a nightmare. I was finally feeling better about myself and then God throws him in my path. great. 
"Hi Chase." I said trying to keep this conversation short. 
"Woah someones in a mood." He must think hes so fucking funny. 
"Ha-ha-ha." I looked back down at my phone to see the time and it was already 1:30pm. 
"What do you want Chase?" I finally spoke since he wasnt just gonna leave. 
"Oh I just wanted to say hi to my favorite girl." He has got to be fucking kidding. 
"Wait I thought I wasnt your favorite anymore considering you cheated on me like seven different times." I spoke sourly.
"Nah anyway it was nice talking to you Ame." HE walked out of the store and I walked to the counter and orderd my drink and a snack. 

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