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shut up and die.
by cherrydarling

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ashes to ashes

04/04/2009

the format, "matches"

My birthday is in eighteen days, almost seventeen.
I'll be fifteen.

I need a haircut.

This guy, Eric, almost likes me but kind of doesn't. He's my best friend's ex-boyfriend and even though I have "permission" to date him, I don't want to.
I might like him, a little.

But I don't want him.

I feel less and less loved each day. I want to disappear.
But in a good way.

Today my mother bought me underwear, those socks you wear with flats, flip-flops, and really cute red and tan wedges.
They're like my first real high heel shoes? Except not.

I'm so grown-up.

Or at least, I try.


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I just realized you were only 15.
You really are a grown-up.
I thought you were older than me.

Being liked is nice, even if you can't find it in you to like back.

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