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"Yes, what going on?"
I wanna talk to you. I miss the sound of your voice. I miss you. I miss everything about you. But I can’t tell you because I’m so clingy and i don’t want to scare you away. I don’t care about anything right now. I just want to hold your hand and fall asleep by your side and run my fingers through your hair and forget about everything else.
“Nothing.”

Honestly. I don’t care what any of the people in my dorming complex have to say about me. I’m a hoe? Maybe, I did happen to sleep with two guys in these first few weeks but did I tell you one of them is a boy I am crazy for because he is perfect in every aspect and the other kept persisting and practically force me into doing it? I’m a slut? Maybe, because I do wear short shorts and crop tops but I don’t know if you haven’t noticed but we live in Orange County where it’s always above 80 degrees? I don’t care. I’m here at college for my future. And probably a future with a boy that really cares about me and despite all the rumors flying around, he still tells me how beautiful I am, even when I have no makeup and tells me how strong I am, even when I just finished crying, and tells me how I make his day even when I have just woken up by his side. And the only people I need in my life right now are Freddy and Veronica (my roommate) because despite everything that’s happening, they both care about me. Mejor sola que mal acompañada. I’d rather have two of the greatest people I’ve ever met in my life than be the subject of a everyone’s conversation.