Devious Desires

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I'm so done with this boy.

I shake my head as I got into the car, putting my phone away into my back pocket.

The same image of the text flashes in my mind over and over again.



I'm not talking to you ever again.




I didn't care anymore to be quite honest. I spent too much time thinking about him, and I'm not doing that anymore. I have a trip of a life time ahead of me, and it's time for me to forget all of this here.

"Where to ma'am?" Said the New York taxi cab driver with a thick Brooklyn accent.

"John F. Kennedy Airport." Finally, time to escape.

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