the white boy

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my neighbour had a big crush on you, we FaceTimed in grade 8 when I'd be with her. we'd flirt to annoy her. you're a year older. when i reached high school. we met in person and hugged. we were just acquaintances for a while. you followed my social media so I'd SnapBack to ur stuff and you'd always do the same. you started talking this girl in my grade, i remember hooking you up with her. so we started talking more. then when she cheated on you, i texted you and always tried to make you feel better. i gave you advice. when i was in grade 10, we were actually friends. idk how but you ended up being in one of my classes. i swear god put you with me for a reason in that class. we also had 2 of the same lunches. you'd always spend them with me. we'd go on adventures like to the park or my house. we had the funniest time. we'd cuddle in class everyone thought we were dating. i told you all my boy problems, who I liked. i liked ur best friend and i told you bout it. everyone thought me and you were dating because we'd spend so much time together.

after your best friend and I hung out at a party, I wasn't getting picked up until 2:00am. your drunk/high ass was home alone. your best friend had to go home  because he had work the next day. so I just went to your house. you ended up sleeping on my lap and me playing with your hair. we had a fun conversation while watching family guy. I even told s word that you and I were talking to get him to not ask me for pictures. I thought you were my protector for life until you told everyone me and your best friends secret. you blamed it on your best friend, got me to hate him, and the whole school talking shit about me. I was on a play station party chat with my friend. you added yourself into the party. started talking about your day. you and my friend didn't like this one guy.

it took me years to figure it out. but i learned you take your best friends girlfriends. expose your friends to the girls. make them vulnerable enough then make a move on them knowing they need to be cheered up. you act like you give a fuck. but at the end of the day. you think with your dick just like every other boy i've met.

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