Tue/June 11th- journal entry #3
I feel as though my fear of caring for someone is getting to me. I'm breaking all my rules with Jeremy a boy I've never even met. He is tearing down my walls brick by brick. I feel as if his words and kindness are a giant bulldozer. I've never let myself get this way before. Alright so I've met a lot of "boytoy's" (for lack of a better word) while I've been talking to him at first I didn't think much of it cuz it's what I normally do. Lately I've started to feel bad like guilty or something this is not a good sign..... I mean not like he's good he's just as bad as me maybe worse. Definitely not the best example.
Wed/June 11th- journal entry #4
It seems as though party's are much more fun when you are not sober. The noise is louder the headache is stronger and I'm actually aware of how much my dance moves suck. So despite my intuition telling me not to, I get drunk like off the wall fucked up.
Thurs/June 12th- journal entry #5
I realized that I haven't mentioned Jeremy's age he is in fact 2 years older than me so yeah I'm 15 and he is 17 almost 18 so yep we're a pretty fucked up couple. I'm flirting behind his back a lot I used to not even think twice about that cuz it's what I always do in a relationship but the more I get to know him the worse I feel about it. This is bad this is very bad.
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