I went on a bike ride a while ago and that boy I'm trying to get revenge on shows up. No no no. I was so fucking confused.
I had the biggest outburst ever. I left my bike i almost walked home, i've never ever EVER been so confused in my life. people were coming one by one.
Ugh. I have no idea.
My gang went to our hideout.
I love my gang. We super chill. It's safe to call them my best friends. I'm the only girl. Which makes me a slut again. (That's coming up next)
So my ex called me a slut before we even went out. Why call somebody a slut then ask them out? I don't even know why he liked me. Whatever.
I then later on hung out with some high schoolers. (what girl wouldn't wanna hang out with high school football players?) They said they loved me when i started riding away so the slut i am goes back and hangs out with them. We played truth or dare.
I hugged one of them. I had to kiss one. Nothing I haven't done before. Ya'll know that.
I sat on my friends lap at lunch and he put his arms around my waist which was funny but people in my grade take things too serious.
I don't think any guys like me. I feel ugly. My friend calls me ugly. I legit don't really care but I literally want plastic surgery and the whole grade knows. Another reason guys don't like me. I think i'm a slut. People call me one! I call myself one too. Just to make a joke about it. I get it. I'm never gonna be perfect. I never ever will get what I want. I feel like i don't have anything a guy wants.
I think they judge me too fast. My gang tells me all the time people literally just need to hang out with you to finally know you aren't a bad person.
I'm mean. I know I'm mean. People say my name is my own adjective now. It's funny. It's true though. I will get revenge on you. I will punch you in the face. I will start shit.
Only if you're good enough and I don't wanna hurt you enough I'll think twice.
I make super stupid choices. Doesn't everyone at one point?
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You Hate Me, I Used to Love You (Completed)
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