A dreamer

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I checked the time again. My phone had been blown up all day by my ex and her stupid ass friends. All I wanted was for someone to kill them silly hoes. So I told my good girlfriends who live back home to send her a message.

Now I'm in bed waiting on fight videos. It has been a tiring trip for me and honestly I can't take it anymore. I needed this. All I want to do is take pictures of the world and of life when it's at its ripest. Some people call me a dreamer but can you blame me. Life flies past and I don't want to miss it not even for Matteo.

I hate him sometimes.. he is too good for his own safety and on top of that he's a attention magnet no matter where he goes everyone especially men want a piece of him. He needs to learn to fight for himself. I maybe younger but sometimes I worry for my older brother.

I was staring at the ceiling when I got a message.

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Just know I've always loved you even if you don't feel the same way about me.

"Who the fuck??"

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