dear felix
wednesday was over today and she asked about you, and i told her we were no longer a couple
she was excited
she kissed me and i could still taste the chocolate i made her eat on her lips
and i kissed her back and i don't know why because i hate that kind of thing
and then we were in my car in the parking lot behind the radioshack and she was on top of me in the worst way and i hated every second of it but i wanted it to feel right
so i let her
and she was happy and i pretended i was
i have a vivid recollection of her hip bones clacking against mine and her bony wrists rapping my collarbones as they moved to the back of my neck
wednesday is beautiful and thin and forward and i should, like you, want her
but i don't, and it's abnormal and it's not becuase she is a girl and i don't know why but the way she looked in the backseat of my car did not inspire anything in me
and it was the same with you come to think of it
i ate nothing today and i am proud
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letters to felix
Teen Fictionthere are so many lives to live. there are so many stories to tell. and so many letters to write. - previously diary of a teenage liar cover created by the amazing @effection
