Just The Same Old Mistakes

Just The Same Old Mistakes

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I never knew that falling in love with someone could hurt me so much. But even if love had a caution sign, I still would of picked the path of love. Maybe that was my first mistake. Being &quot;not okay&quot; was something I was used to by now. Along with many teens in this society I too had/have struggled with depression and anxiety. The first thing you should know is to not fall in love with the schools most loved jock, when you're the outcast. Starting at a new school for freshman year wasn't very easy. Walking into the huge high school building with no support was tough but the minute I laid eyes on him, I knew he was different. No one ever sees me, I was just the girl who sat in the back of the classroom with a pencil and a notebook. But, the popular Barbies sure did see me, and I was their target. His name was Cody, and I was hopelessly in love with him.
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They had both been dealt enough tragedy in their short teenaged lives, more than anyone should ever have to endure. Will two self destructive teens coming together do more harm than good? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I don't know what came over me. The poor guy just asked if he could help and I went all 'crazy psycho bitch' on his ass. I couldn't breath. I needed water. I needed air. Fuck why was is it so hot in here. Was it the fact that the moment his hand left my skin I felt an unbearable need to feel his touch again or was it hearing him ask if I needed help that made me feel helpless and broken once again. I didn't know what it was but I felt like I was suffocating, like the jersey I was wearing was strangling every ounce of oxygen from body. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ * This story had been reviewed recently. There are now added scenes and further edits - 2024 *

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