I'm in 7th grade now
The begging of the school year a guy asked me out, he was close to me and we would say hi to each other by doing the rape face or something involving our doublechin, we'll he asked me out, but I started to question that like the fuck ? He had a crush on my enemy like yesterday, so I called my other friend {I'll call her friend2 on this chapter of my life } F2~ friend 2, M~ Me
\/ CONVO \/
M~ dude remember he had the biggest crush on my enemy ? Llike why all of a sudden me, I mean I like him it's just awwwkkkk (awkward) lol
F2~ i know bruh, are you gonna break up w. Him ?
M~ nah. Just what ever I mean i like him so (:
F2 ~ alrighty see ya tomorrow, love ya
Me~ love ya too <3 !
* Next day at school *
I see the guy waking and he didn't hug me or anything. I'm just like ok uhm that's pretty awkkkk . I'm cool though (: *starts walking to 3 period with friends* . And in lunch there's a rumor that he asked me out as a joke they dared him to ask the ugliest girl out . I asked him and this is our conversation, G~ guy, M~ Me.
M~ dude x25
* guy doesn't answer for about 5 hours *
G~ what ?
M~ is it true you asked me out as a dare and never liked me ?
G~ yea sorry
M~ oh later .
Do you know how stupid I felt !? I didn't really care if we weren't saying anymore like ok bye 💅 . But I felt like the stupidest fucking retard ever . I got my blade and swept it on the sides of my arms, I ripped my skin open so many times about 20 cuts in each arm . I cried because I felt easy I honestly felt like a hoe . And he was my 1st boyfriend but now I don't look at him as a first we didn't even last a day . But I cried and cried .
{ YES I KNOW I CUT BECAUSE OF BOYS AND I REGRET THAT BECAUSE THINGS GOT WORST AND THIS TIME IT WASNT BECAUSE OF DATING GUYS }
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Anxiety
Non-Fiction*WHAT THIS STORY WILL TALK ABOUT* Hi, this is a story about my problems I will not reveal my name nor my face, I'm a normal teenage girl I fangirl about guys, i go to school, well like I said I'm just a normal teenage girl, but I'm just very sensiti...
