16 September '2018
Dear you,,
"Love is a four lettered word... I don't have time to think of the rest"
I am currently trying to find a similar glass that would fit the front windshield of my car. You might ask why. It's because yesterday somebody smashed the front windshield of my car. And spray painted it: "STAY AWAY FROM HER". Yes I know,my life is officially full of drama. I'm a hundred percent sure it's L's ex. I mean who else would message me yesterday saying "Your dead!"
My first thought was that he can't spell. He did our college a favor. But I knew exactly who it was. I knew we weren't fast enough to get in the car. He must have noted down my number plate. I agree I did a messed up thing egging his car. But if he was smart enough he'd understand that he just needed to wipe off the egg. But I have to change the whole windshield! The worst part is that I can't even find a spare glass for it. At the end I'll just have to go to college with a broken windshield. Or I might just remove it completely. I have already wiped my car to an extent that my arms are aching.
I don't care what people think about me: "oh look that kid can't even afford a proper car!". The only problem I have is that I'll have trouble driving. Imagine bird poop dropping into the driver seat. I might just take the bus, but it smells like dead fish there. Oh man these problems never seem to end.
It's two at night and I'm wondering how I'm going to fix the windshield. At this point I have given up. My dad just walked in and told me: "you have to tolerate things in love". That did not even make the slightest sense to me.
"Dad I'm not with L"
"That's why you spend most of your time with her", he said raising his eyebrow
"There's something called 'friends'"
"With benefits", he added
"What? Dad do you even know what it means? Just leave it."
"Now get up and go to bed"
"What about you?"
"I have some work to do".
My dad has worked so hard to get me to this stage. I'm grateful for that. I know he's always acting nice to people who treat him badly. Why, you ask? Just so we can make ends meet. If only my mom cared about us and didn't leave us for her 'lover'.
I'm really sleepy now. My eyes are all red and my biceps are aching. I'm just going to go to bed now. Signing out.
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Dear you,
Fiksi RemajaSTOP! READ AT YOUR OWN RISK! DONT COME AFTER ME BECAUSE I WARNED YOU. BUT IF YOU IGNORE THIS AND PRESS 'READ' THEN MY FRIEND... GOOD LUCK. I would like to share journals of two teens who can't figure out the bond between them. The teens are complete...
