my best friend said that i shouldnt be waisting my tears on you especially anyone. i shrugged because easier said than done and i couldn't count anymore the times i cried myself to sleep or when i was in the shower.
dreams of me being eighteen that could never come true always appeared in my mind.

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the eighteen year old guy #wattys2016
Short Storydedicated to the guy that was five years older than me. accomplishments #374 in short story 082716