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Stiles and I got into a huge fight the other night. He accused me of sneaking out to see Theo and I accused him of having feelings for Malia. I'm not sure if my thoughts have been changed.

He hasn't called or texted. He obviously doesn't care. Scott won't even talk to me. That's when you know it's bad. Scott is quite possibly the sweetest human being in all time. He always puts others before himself. I usually sleep over at Stiles' and I basically live there. My house is sketchy and mom's out of town so I don't want to take a chance with dad. I've been sleeping at Lydia's for a while. She's given me comfort and tried talking to Stiles.

School in general sucks. But that's obvious. It's even worse to see Stiles there laughing and smiling while I'm not there to experience it too. God, I miss him so much. I just want to be wrappe-

"Oh, um, sorry" a voice says from above me. I had been walking and not paying attention and who did I, of course, run into? One Stiles Stilinski.

"It's fine" I mumble while scrambling to pick my books and self up from the floor. 

"I'm not just sorry about this" he takes my hand to pull me up.

"Oh" Is "oh" the only word I can say?

"I still love you. I could never not love you. I'd have to try very hard" he scratches the back of his neck awkwardly. "Could we start again?"

"Can we get ice cream later?" 

"Anything you want" he chuckles.

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told yall i'd be back so hi

i have this extension thing that helps me fix my writing and wow its really annoying bc i dont write correctly in my little notes here

so yes um sorry this sucks im trying to get back in the groove of writing.

wow im tired k

xoxox

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PS THE SONG irobot BY Jon Bellion OMGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG FR ACTUAL BEST THING EVER

this has 320 words i really want it to have 420 bc im cool so imma write all the words i can think of

all we do is drive all we do is think about the feelings that we hide

this is gospel for the vagabonds ne'er-do-wells and insufferable bastards

i'm takin over my body back in control no more shotty

i do not know love, i am a robot

we could be immortals but not for long 

already the show goes on alright til the morning we dream so long

i ask myself what am i doing here

i am very cool officially yes ha ha ha