15, clumsy and shy.

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February 21st (1:29am)

I turned 15 like 6 days ago¿ yeah 6. I'm currently trying to get myself off dry and it isn't working. I don't see why it's so acceptable for boys my age to masturbate but it has to be a completely unspoken, hidden thing when girls do because it's "gross" or "unladylike". Also fuck yes the title of this chapter is a reference to The Smiths (the lyric: "16 clumsy and shy" in the song "Half a person")
In this diary I've decided I'm going to change everyone's names. I can't risk anything, especially considering that first paragraph lol.
So, the boy I'm currently texting shall be called William. He lives about fifteen minutes away and he has decided that he wants to meet me. We're supposed to be facetiming tomorrow so (in my words) "it isn't awkward the first time we meet". Tbh, I'm just terrified he'll hate me. FUCK ITS LIKE LATE AND I HAVE SCHOOL TOMORROW MY SLEEPING PATTERN IS AWFUL GOODNIGHT BITCHES I'LL UPDATE YOU TOMORROW
From your love, (let's say that from now on my name is Ruby)
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