I feel like my stories are pointless AF lmao. Idek know what to write

ANNE.

"Hey," Mom greeted, "Why are you so upset?" She smiled, asking. "I don't know, like because I really fucking liked Australia that I left my boyfriend- or I mean ex-in Canada." I said nonchalantly, staring down my phone not even bothering to look up, "Honey, Anasta-" She started but I cut her off, "Don't you dare." I growled, "Anne," She repeated, correcting herself. "As you said, He's not in a relationship with you anymore." She stated, "Well, He'd still be, if only you apparently, didn't forced me to fly all the way to Australia." I retorted making her sigh, "I'm sorry," She sighed. "Whatever," I mumbled rolling my eyes, "That guy's just, He's just a bad influence." She told me, standing up and left my room. Rude.




THIS IS LIKE A MOMENT SORRY BUT EHEHEHE

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