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FUCKING YOUNG/ PERFECT; TYLER THE CREATOR


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Mikalah knew what she was getting into when Benji pulled into the parking lot. 

She also knew what she was getting into when she stepped out of the car. She just decided to pretend like what they were doing was totally not going to fuck her up for the remainder of the day.  


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❝We can't keep doin❜ this bro. I'm serious this time.❞ 

He said the same thing every time but never seemed to follow through. The age difference didn't seem like a problem to her. Seventeen and nineteen wasn't bad, just not ethical. 

He seemed to worry about it though. 

❝You hear me?

The girl froze at the seriousness in his voice. Uh, suddenly I'm Hellen Keller. Watch out might fly a plane. She felt him chuckle against her skin. 

You a trip, swear to god. He said before getting off the girl. 

I swear she's making up being blind and shit. I can't prove it but it's true.❞ This topic was one of the only things she would argue with someone over, so let's just say he's used to her ragging on Helen Keller. 

Whatever you say Mikalah. 

She sat up against her headboard admiring him. He was putting a striped T-shirt on, and some jeans. She would never admit it, but even before they started "messing around" She always had a small thing from him. Madi swears that's why she never got into a serious relationship. 

So where you goin'? She was surprised he was leaving so quickly, he did just get there after all. 

He grabbed his keys and looked at her solemnly. 

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