June 31st - Ella

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I'm the typical popular girl. I like to party, drink, wear a shit-ton of makeup, ect. And that's what I would be. The Typical. But I never knew people could be so judgemental.

Almost every week, people would ask me
'Do you have a boyfriend yet Ella?',
and every time, I would reply
'I'm not really interested in a romantic relationship.'
And it was true.
Well, half true. I wasn't interested in a romantic relationship with a guy. It just didn't appeal to me. They could have noticed. They would have. If they weren't so busy running off and playing along with their oh-so-fake lives.
Because when my mates were scampering off to go and fuck dudes until the sun came up, I'd stay at home, patiently, and play video games. If some chick started chatting to me about a random 'cute' guy I'd never met in my life, I'd stand there, nodding politely, not getting involved with the conversation. Everyone thought I was shy. But I wasn't shy.
I didn't like boys: because  I liked girls.

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