Ever since that night , I'm been thinking about my parents . How they looked now ? Where they worried ? How come they never looked for me ? All these questions running through my mind I need a shot . I drunk and looked through my mind for answers. But , the answers lead to more questions .Which lead to more dranks . When , I drink I get horny. So seen my mind switched the topic of parents to sex. I then thought about all the partners I had whole none of them could fill my sexual needs expect Tom . He wasn't all that , but the way he did it reminded me of my first love. How much pain he put me through . I wonder if he knows how much that was ? When the breakup was fresh and I moved I use to cry and leave him voicemails half way drunk. Telling him how he hurt me , how I just wanted to be loved , about all the things I wanted to do . I wonder if he has the same # now . If he did he probably wouldn't remember me. I should call just to see . I picked up the phone , it rang than I heard his voice but , I then realized it was just the voicemail. I left a message . I just rumbled on and on about my life now without him . I sent it hoping maybe he wouldn't delete it with out listening .Why should I care if he listens anyway ? He was a.......a ......a .....player .I should I know best players have no boundaries .They don't care . We don't care. I don't care . Which was a lie ...... I do care ...... I care .They don't care. No one cares. I sipped the rest of my champage. As , questions rebuilt .
- Nicole
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Fiksi RemajaI usually stick to the business . When , I comes to boys . But, something about him got me tripping .How could he care anything about me ? Why not think like the eithers ? That I'm a hoe cause I know what I want and I get it . I was never supposed t...
