About a year ago, I was put on medication for depression and anxiety. I'm being taking off of my medicine. Keep this is mind.
Before I got myself to a hell of trouble, I had a lot of fun.
After school I'd walk home, do my homework, then leave. Once I left the house of meet up with my good buddy Trent. We would smoke, cuddle, make out, have sex, smoke some more, listen to music, cuddle, then he'd walk me home. We dated for a week a while back but we decide we worked better as friends with benefits. We are basically just like a couple but we aren't exclusive. No one knows about it tho. I even lost my virginty to him.
He has introduced me to some of my closest and coolest friends. If I wasn't hanging out with him, I would I'd go long boarding and meet up with some other friends. I had a pretty great life. I loved my friends and my school. I was so happy with how my life was going. But of course, life doesn't let that happen for long.
