Connor,
We met in my little garage. I was fixing my car, and I couldn't be bothered with you because you were just another jocky asshole who played girls. But then you got in my car and refused to leave. You told me things that a "jocky asshole who played girls" would have never told me, especially not during our first proper conversation.
But you were nice. You were a good person to go to when I needed someone. We hid everything with a smokescreen of hatred. But I didn't hate you; I couldn't. You are the only person who had showed me kindness in the first month of my life in Massachusetts.
But a month before I left, you were hooking up with Emily in my shed. It was then when I realized that you aren't who I thought. You're just a dick.
Kat
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Chasing Rainbows
Teen FictionLarkin Katherine Walker has lived a long, tragic life. At the age of twenty, the past five years have slipped by without her living them at all. So what is she going to do about it? After all, going after happiness is like chasing a fucking rainbow...
