It wasn't good, I was not better, and we weren't the best.
For two years, I enjoyed Shaq being with me. My crying shoulder, craving buddy, motivation and my boyfriend. I was an only child and to be treated like a queen by an ancient king stuck in...
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-shaq
it was the annual career day when i first met sydney. we were both sophomores. she was on a booth and i was playing football on the court, quarterback even. i laughed then when she initiated some moves first by flashing a little smile and then tucking her hair behind her ears.
then the summer break came. i didn't spotted her anywhere else again. until tenth grade.
we bumped in front of the library and her cute laugh started it all again. we figured out about the same subjects we're about to attend together.
it was fast, everything either. now sydney's my girl. and she already confirmed the date which is tomorrow, when she'll introduce me to her parents.
she said she can't promise the best, but that is what we're both hoping for... or so.
okay, so it really hits me to the core about the fact that i still don't fully love her. i feel like it's still ninety-nine percent. i have my unending doubts on our relationship. i think that it was too fast to get into this.
and i think, yet i strongly don't wish, that it will be that fast to get outta this.
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author: LIFE'S TOO SHORT NOT TO LOVE THIS SHORT STORY, BRUH. thankssss
