I made my way to class.
I had to go to a different building.
It was chilly outside, but at least it wasn't stuffy.
At least I was alone.
You weren't in my next class.
I guessed that was good.
I wouldn't have any second thoughts.
You were going to end up like them anyway.
Everyone will.
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Pistanthrophobia
Romance(n.) fear of trusting others --- (Almost like a letter/diary) 'You helped me get over them, you saved me. Thank you,' When a horrible event occurred in the girl's life, everything changed. She couldn't even look her mother in the eye. That was all u...
