Any girl who I see lately gets on my nerves. Beginning with that pile of makeup they put on everyday that must take them a few minutes, but they say it takes hours. Cursing under my breath each time I see one, somehow it stops me from losing my head. Do they have to represent all girls and make us all seem ridiculous? Every time I see one of those fake plastic bimbos my jaw clenches. For heaven’s sake, do they look in the mirror in the morning and honestly think they look ‘hot’ or ‘sexy’? God,… Continue

Valentine’s Day. A day I have come to hate. Once I looked upon this day as a day I’d spend with Sam. He’d devote his whole day towards me and my day to him. A ‘surprise’ bouquet of flowers on the front porch would always greet me in the morning. Sam would have planned the whole day out. We even skipped a day of school…

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