10:36am Wednesday, November 5
It's math again. I'm choking on my own bitten off thumb nail. I can feel it lodged in my throat. Stress makes me bite and pick my nails. I know it's gross, and this is the first time in years that I started biting again.
10:28pm
Kota is asking me to sneak out and meet up with him, but I can't. Because he lives in the town of Kasha Falls, and I live thirty miles north. Fuck my life. I WANT TO SNEAK OUT SO BAD. YOU BETTER PRAISE JESUS IF YOU LIVE IN A PLACE WHERE YOU CAN SNEAK OUT AND MEET UP WITH FRIENDS. FUCK MY BITCH LIFE!!!
One day I will sneak out like a normal teenager. I mean, I could sneak out now, but where would I go? Walk down the country road and tip a cow over?!
HE SENT ME A SNAP CHAT SAYING I HAVE NICE LEGS!!!!!!!! How did he know that's my favorite compliment?!?!?!?!?!!?
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Satan School of Sophomores
Teen FictionA year, documented, of a young, confused teen girl's life as she struggles and experiments with the modern world of sex, drugs, and the opposite gender. This work contains crude language, intense/inappropriate situations and other more or less mild...
