chapter three

summer is almost over and everyone is getting ready to go back to school. god. i feel like im gonna throw up. i don’t want to go back to school and face the stress of homework and friends and clothes and notebooks and hot new teachers. i don’t want to go back to school because i know you will be there and i don’t want to see you. i don’t think i’ll be able to keep it inside. im sure all my feelings will just tumble out of me when i see you and i don’t want to start school with an emotional breakdown in front of everyone. god. i wish i never spoke. because if i didn’t. if i had just kept it all inside. you would still be here and the feeling of approaching the school year with no one but myself wouldn’t feel so scary.

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