I put some make up on....I go out.
He's sitting there smiling at me.
We talked about a lot of stuffs.
I laughed at him....such a delightful attitude.
He shook his head meanwhile dealing with my sarcasm.
He took me home. He bends over to kiss me. I denied.
I ran into the house. I'm on my bed crying....regretting what I've done.
My makeup runs down my face...."I used too much cleansing water".
What a bad lie.
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please listen to me
Short StoryI don't have anybody to talk to...nowhere to go....noone who can believe me...noone who I can tell my secrets....nobody I can share my pain with ....so please ...listen to me ....this is the only place I can type down my stories, my pain and be myse...
