i'm waiting outside in my dance clothes for my mom to pull out of our driveway so i can pull our trash can in before getting in the car to go to dance
and as i'm waiting for the car to move out of the way
i look down the street
and who do i see, walking on the opposite side of our town (opposite where i've seen him walk home)
i see him
walking towards my house
well not really towards my house
because he didn't know where i lived
but i guess now he does since we made eye contact
i had forgotten about him for 4ish days i think
and even though he dropped out of school
it still seems like i can't get away from him
and i've tried
so hard
and it's worked twice now but then i see him again and it's just hell
i had actually like, forgotten him
(well not forgotten entirely obviously but i haven't thought about him in a couple days because i think i was actually getting over him?)
but nOPE, he had to fucking show upon my street at the exact moment that i had actually left my house
great
honestly i just want this to be over
i kinda want to forget
because just the sight of this boy is enough to just throw everything off in my brain, in a bad way
like a friend said:
"that's so horribly cliché"
it is
but my life isn't a fucking movie or a book or something for others' entertainment
(even though i'm writing this down and publicizing it -_-)
and i don't want it to be cliché
unless i can have a cliché happy ending, with or without him
i'd like that very much
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little miss popular
Humorthis is nonfiction, this is all legitimate stuff that's happened in my life but i can tell that it's not going to have a happy ending sorry ☹ (and i'm putting this book in the humor category because i think my life is a joke and people think jokes...