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Last published Mon, Jul 4, 2022
If someone asked me to describe what I liked I would say it was music. I am forever grateful to him for helping me become who I am today, who I am with the people who matter to me. I assumed that he was taking me to his apartment. I knew I should not be afraid; I was just worried about hurting someone I cared about. It was one of the textbooks that I studied hard to obtain. I walked over to the door, opened it and exited the apartment. Once the movie was finished, Ryan and I went home. Once we arrived home, I quickly went to my room and shut the door. I was careful, I had no idea what Peter was up to, but I knew that he was making fun of me.
But... He kissed me... and Ryan too.
I'm Screwed !
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