It's been a while
Ok, it's been a long long time but I actually feel like it's a good thing that I have not written anything in here
I used to come here to complain about everything that happened in my life
Now I have other ways of dealing with shit that happens
Better ways I guess
I read what I used to write and it actually makes me laugh
I feel really grown up in comparison to what I was some months ago
I don't think I'll ever come back here and complain about stuff
But never say never, right?
For now I don't think so
I think I don't have the need to come here
I'll leave you some links so you can still see what I'm up to on other blogs and on some social networks
Portuguese blog here
Facebook here
Tumblr here
Twitter here
Instagram here
(I have not been on Tumblr nor Twitter lately but you can still check them out)
Saturday, April 26, 2014
Monday, August 12, 2013
What now?
Since yesterday evening I feel like I should do something different for a change
Of course I have lots and lots of ideas of things that I could do
But can I bring them to life?
I'm not sure
But we can do everything of we put our mind to it right?
Should I really try to make these ideas a little more than just ideas?
I could turn them into something real
I see all of these people doing productive stuff with their lives
And I'm just here doing nothing
Of course I have lots and lots of ideas of things that I could do
But can I bring them to life?
I'm not sure
But we can do everything of we put our mind to it right?
Should I really try to make these ideas a little more than just ideas?
I could turn them into something real
I see all of these people doing productive stuff with their lives
And I'm just here doing nothing
Wednesday, August 7, 2013
Seems like I'm wasting my time
Lately all I've been doing is watching Grey's Anatomy during the day and reading the 50 Shades trilogy during the night
My sister asks me to go out with her and her friends but I don't feel like it
I mean, they're all 13 or less and I would feel out-of-place and besides what they do is talk and I sure don't feel like talking Spanish these days
Of course my parents start to complain and they've told me that what I'm doing lately is a waste of my time
My mother told me I should iron some clothes if I feel like stop being useless
And my stepfather told me to clean the house or go for a walk
I just don't feel like doing any of these things
I feel like crying would help me get rid of this awful feeling I carry inside for a while now but I know it won't change a thing
I would better if my parents told me to go to Portugal to be with my friends
I know it's impossible and I even feel like a child thinking like this but this summer was being so perfect
I just wanted to be there
So I guess that these "time-wasting days" doing nothing productive are my way of dealing with this situation
My parents may not like it
My sister is starting to call me names and everything just because I don't want to leave the house but I couldn't care less
I just thank heavens for the people I have on my side lately that help me distracting myself with their own business and with their ideas
Oh and on top of everything I can't stop eating
While I was in Portugal I walked a lot from here to there and I ate less because I had stuff to do
Now
I eat every hour
I already notice me belly and my upper-leg getting the way they were before
Maybe going for a walk from time to time would help but I really don't feel like it and stop eating doesn't seem like an option either
I'm so fucked
My sister asks me to go out with her and her friends but I don't feel like it
I mean, they're all 13 or less and I would feel out-of-place and besides what they do is talk and I sure don't feel like talking Spanish these days
Of course my parents start to complain and they've told me that what I'm doing lately is a waste of my time
My mother told me I should iron some clothes if I feel like stop being useless
And my stepfather told me to clean the house or go for a walk
I just don't feel like doing any of these things
I feel like crying would help me get rid of this awful feeling I carry inside for a while now but I know it won't change a thing
I would better if my parents told me to go to Portugal to be with my friends
I know it's impossible and I even feel like a child thinking like this but this summer was being so perfect
I just wanted to be there
So I guess that these "time-wasting days" doing nothing productive are my way of dealing with this situation
My parents may not like it
My sister is starting to call me names and everything just because I don't want to leave the house but I couldn't care less
I just thank heavens for the people I have on my side lately that help me distracting myself with their own business and with their ideas
Oh and on top of everything I can't stop eating
While I was in Portugal I walked a lot from here to there and I ate less because I had stuff to do
Now
I eat every hour
I already notice me belly and my upper-leg getting the way they were before
Maybe going for a walk from time to time would help but I really don't feel like it and stop eating doesn't seem like an option either
I'm so fucked
Monday, August 5, 2013
The best night of my life so far
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30 Seconds to Mars at Festival Marés Vivas in Oporto, Portugal (20/07/2013) |
It's been a while now
I've been to Portugal and now I'm back to Spain
I've seen "my band" live for the very first time
I met many people that I used to talk to through Facebook and Twitter
I've been with my friends-for-life - God, I miss them already - and I've had a blast
It was probably the best month of my life
I went to a lot of places I had never visited
Oporto is indeed a magical place - You got that right Jared
I met people from many different cities of Portugal and from different countries as well
Those are the moments when I feel grateful for speaking English fluently
I mean really, being able to communicate with half of the world's population makes you feel damn powerful
That's the power of English my friends
I also got to see some familiar faces that are not-so-familiar now
When you move to another country you get to see who the friends are
Those who change their schedules just to be with you because you've been apart for many months
Not the ones who say that they want to be with you because OMG I MISS YOU SO MUCH and end up not seeing you because they're busy with other stuff - let's move on because this kind of annoys me
I got to experience some new things - fun things
After all this summer's motto was "GO BIG OR GO HOME"
During July I went big and now I'm home because my parents didn't let me stay in Portugal during August
Long story short, my sister and I were at some friends' house and not-so-indirectly they told us that we were dead weight and that we were not letting them go to the beach during weekends bcause we couldn't all fit in the car
Next year, I'm not staying there again
A friend's mother, who's kind of an enemy of the people in whose house I stayed this year, offered her house for my sister and I to stay next summer
She's the coolest
I could say a million things about what I did in Portugal right now but I'll organize them in different posts
Otherwise this post would be too big and I don't want that
Because I know that when people see big posts they usually don't read them until the end and I like to have my posts entirely read by you guys
Stay tunned for more information about the awesome time I had back there in Portugal :)
I've seen "my band" live for the very first time
I met many people that I used to talk to through Facebook and Twitter
I've been with my friends-for-life - God, I miss them already - and I've had a blast
It was probably the best month of my life
I went to a lot of places I had never visited
Oporto is indeed a magical place - You got that right Jared
I met people from many different cities of Portugal and from different countries as well
Those are the moments when I feel grateful for speaking English fluently
I mean really, being able to communicate with half of the world's population makes you feel damn powerful
That's the power of English my friends
I also got to see some familiar faces that are not-so-familiar now
When you move to another country you get to see who the friends are
Those who change their schedules just to be with you because you've been apart for many months
Not the ones who say that they want to be with you because OMG I MISS YOU SO MUCH and end up not seeing you because they're busy with other stuff - let's move on because this kind of annoys me
I got to experience some new things - fun things
After all this summer's motto was "GO BIG OR GO HOME"
During July I went big and now I'm home because my parents didn't let me stay in Portugal during August
Long story short, my sister and I were at some friends' house and not-so-indirectly they told us that we were dead weight and that we were not letting them go to the beach during weekends bcause we couldn't all fit in the car
Next year, I'm not staying there again
A friend's mother, who's kind of an enemy of the people in whose house I stayed this year, offered her house for my sister and I to stay next summer
She's the coolest
I could say a million things about what I did in Portugal right now but I'll organize them in different posts
Otherwise this post would be too big and I don't want that
Because I know that when people see big posts they usually don't read them until the end and I like to have my posts entirely read by you guys
Stay tunned for more information about the awesome time I had back there in Portugal :)
Friday, July 5, 2013
Wednesday, July 3, 2013
Tuesday, July 2, 2013
Fucking my hair
I've always liked my hair
It is not dark and not light
It like a brownish colour with some touches of dark blonde
At least that's what people say
It is very straight
My-mom-couldn't-put-anything-on-it kinda straight
Really straight
Two years ago I curled it permanently and it looked really good
I liked it
Some people were surprised during the first days but they got used to it
When it started to grown - straight again - I curled it again because I used to have it like that
But the second time I did it it didn't look as good as it did the first time
So when it started to grown again I decided to let it go straight
I mean, why not, it's its natural way of being
And I realized I had missed it being straight
This January I decided to dye it for the first time
I couldn't pick a color so I went with black
I liked it a lot
It felt different
But good different
When it started to grow and the brownish color was being noticed I dyed it again and problem solved
The major problem beggan last week
The rrots were getting brown again and I decided to dye it with a differente color this time
I chose red
I knew from the beggining it wouldn't get red
Like devil red
But I wanted it to be kindaburgundy
So I bought everything and dyed it today
Final result: red roots where it was brown and the rest of it completely black
Tomorrow I'm going to dye it black again because I look awful right now
But not without taking some lesson from this
The package said that this color wasn't recommended for hair with dark colors and I did it anyways
Dumb me
Mental note: If a package says no, don't do it
It is not dark and not light
It like a brownish colour with some touches of dark blonde
At least that's what people say
It is very straight
My-mom-couldn't-put-anything-on-it kinda straight
Really straight
Two years ago I curled it permanently and it looked really good
I liked it
Some people were surprised during the first days but they got used to it
When it started to grown - straight again - I curled it again because I used to have it like that
But the second time I did it it didn't look as good as it did the first time
So when it started to grown again I decided to let it go straight
I mean, why not, it's its natural way of being
And I realized I had missed it being straight
This January I decided to dye it for the first time
I couldn't pick a color so I went with black
I liked it a lot
It felt different
But good different
When it started to grow and the brownish color was being noticed I dyed it again and problem solved
The major problem beggan last week
The rrots were getting brown again and I decided to dye it with a differente color this time
I chose red
I knew from the beggining it wouldn't get red
Like devil red
But I wanted it to be kinda
So I bought everything and dyed it today
Final result: red roots where it was brown and the rest of it completely black
Tomorrow I'm going to dye it black again because I look awful right now
But not without taking some lesson from this
The package said that this color wasn't recommended for hair with dark colors and I did it anyways
Dumb me
Mental note: If a package says no, don't do it
Friday, June 28, 2013
LOVE
There are as many definitions to it as people on this world
Some may say it's a good feeling
Others say it's not
In my opinion it can be both - obviously not at the same time
Wait, no, that's not right
Love can be both good and bad at the same time
If it never happened to you to be in a situation where love is good and bad simultaneously I think you can consider yourself as a lucky person
You really can
Because when you feel something and you consider it to be good in one way but bad in another you have a messed up situation right there
Since we are little girls they teach that love is having a prince by our side that will do everything we ask him too always with a smile on his face
We start to grow up and realize that princes only exist on fairytales and we get really dissapointed at our parents, because it is their fault we have that idea of love
They were the ones who exposed us to those bullshit stories
I'm not saying we should be told since were 3 that life is complicated and that love's not beautiful but they should keep it real
I think that was what happened to me
Since I was little I watched all Disney movies and I had the expectation of meeting a guy like that one day and live happily ever after with him
Guess what? That's not happening
I'm not saying that one day I won't find the perfect guy for me
I really hope that happens
But many girls will suffer when they are pushed into the real world and realize that love in real life is not like fairytales at all
I know I suffered
And I still do ...
So do you want me or not?
When a girl has high standards you would expect her to always want a hot tall guy with light hair and light eyes, preferably blue. A smart guy that gets good grades at school and that has plans for the future which includes a family, a great job and an awesome house with everything his wife may need.
I've always considered myself as a girl with high standards who wanted all of the above but when I least expected a guy who's not exactly like I would wish comes to my life and makes me question everything.
I started to talk to this guy a few months ago because we have some things in common and felt really comfortable talking with him, like when you feel you've met someone your whole life.
We talked almost everyday about the most random stuff you can imagine
We asked stupid questions to each other and like that I got to know a lot about him and he got to know a lot about me
It was our special way of communication
With time the conversation upgraded to a different level, a more intimate level
When I think about this it comes to my mind that this wouldn't have happened if I had told him how old I am since the beggining
Yeah - as many times in this type of situations - age changes things
We started to talk about meeting this summer and since we were both single my mind started making plans without my permission
We talked about it and I thought we were on the same page about this subject
I had been a lot of time without talking to any guy due to the inexistence of decent guys were I live at the moment and at my school so I really felt like this could go somewhere
During some weeks we almost didn't talk because I told him how old I am and I think he was afraid of having to face some legal issues if we got to any kind of contact
He's a couple of years older than me and if we fucked I could get my parents into the situation and it wouldn't be pretty
I think this is what kept him quiet for a few days after I mention my age
Some days later we decided to put the age issue behind and keep talking
I was never happy about this
I considered it as a coward attitude but I never told him so because I really wanted to continue to talk with him
In this moment of my life he was helping to distract myself from my problems
Until he became a problem too
Some days ago a friend of mine asked me how thigs were and if I had any news to tell her
I sent her the link of his Facebook profile and told her we had been talking and I was really interested in him
Her reaction was weird and then she asked me how was it possible for me too be talking to him that way
I didn't understand the question and then she told me he had a girlfriend
Or at least that's what he had on his profile
I went there to confirm it because he hadn't told me anything about her
I was really pissed off but decided not to mention it to him to see if he would say something
A week ago we were in the middle of one of our intimate conversations and he said he had a girfriend
I didn't show to him how this affected me
We decided to stop having those kind of conversations because it was the right thing to do
But the next day we couldn't keep to the agreement and kept talking like we did before
What happens is that when we try the most to be normal and have a normal conversation the harder it gets
These days we had kept those inappropriate conversations until he mentioned his girfriend again
I feel really bad when he does that
It's like he's just using me when she's not there for him
Like I'm some kind of distraction when she doesn't gives him the attention he wants
And then he says he wants us both but if he has to choose it'll always be her
And after saying that to my face he stills wants me not to be sad
Are you fucking stupid?
Of course I can't be happy with this
I like you in case you haven't noticed
I would like to have the opportunity of being with you but I know that's not possible right now
And then he says he's sorry
Like a million times like it would change anything
Let me break it to you
IT WON'T
Apologizing may be the answer sometimes but not this time
And how can I even forgive him?
He said he liked me, talked all dirty and then tells me he has a girlfriend and that he wants a future with her
A girl can only put up with an amount of bullshit
But I'm not acting like I would like myself to
I keep talking to him
Raising my hope
Maybe I should stop it
We tried it for a day but I wasn't able to keep quiet seeing he was online
I really think I'm too caught up with him
This can't be good
But it can't all be my fault, right?
Then again, why the hell didn't he asked how old I was from the beggining
It would have been much easier because we would have stopped talking right there
But even with all this shit going on I still want to meet him when I go to Portugal
WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH ME?
I need to think a lot about this
But I know that the best to do would be stop talking to him once and for all
But it's much easier to say what to do than to actually do it
And I know what's the right thing to do so there's not much to think about
But I'm a stupid girl and he he's a stupid boy
We actually seem perfect for each other in a way - I'm sorry this is dumb me talking
I've always considered myself as a girl with high standards who wanted all of the above but when I least expected a guy who's not exactly like I would wish comes to my life and makes me question everything.
I started to talk to this guy a few months ago because we have some things in common and felt really comfortable talking with him, like when you feel you've met someone your whole life.
We talked almost everyday about the most random stuff you can imagine
We asked stupid questions to each other and like that I got to know a lot about him and he got to know a lot about me
It was our special way of communication
With time the conversation upgraded to a different level, a more intimate level
When I think about this it comes to my mind that this wouldn't have happened if I had told him how old I am since the beggining
Yeah - as many times in this type of situations - age changes things
We started to talk about meeting this summer and since we were both single my mind started making plans without my permission
We talked about it and I thought we were on the same page about this subject
I had been a lot of time without talking to any guy due to the inexistence of decent guys were I live at the moment and at my school so I really felt like this could go somewhere
During some weeks we almost didn't talk because I told him how old I am and I think he was afraid of having to face some legal issues if we got to any kind of contact
He's a couple of years older than me and if we fucked I could get my parents into the situation and it wouldn't be pretty
I think this is what kept him quiet for a few days after I mention my age
Some days later we decided to put the age issue behind and keep talking
I was never happy about this
I considered it as a coward attitude but I never told him so because I really wanted to continue to talk with him
In this moment of my life he was helping to distract myself from my problems
Until he became a problem too
Some days ago a friend of mine asked me how thigs were and if I had any news to tell her
I sent her the link of his Facebook profile and told her we had been talking and I was really interested in him
Her reaction was weird and then she asked me how was it possible for me too be talking to him that way
I didn't understand the question and then she told me he had a girlfriend
Or at least that's what he had on his profile
I went there to confirm it because he hadn't told me anything about her
I was really pissed off but decided not to mention it to him to see if he would say something
A week ago we were in the middle of one of our intimate conversations and he said he had a girfriend
I didn't show to him how this affected me
We decided to stop having those kind of conversations because it was the right thing to do
But the next day we couldn't keep to the agreement and kept talking like we did before
What happens is that when we try the most to be normal and have a normal conversation the harder it gets
These days we had kept those inappropriate conversations until he mentioned his girfriend again
I feel really bad when he does that
It's like he's just using me when she's not there for him
Like I'm some kind of distraction when she doesn't gives him the attention he wants
And then he says he wants us both but if he has to choose it'll always be her
And after saying that to my face he stills wants me not to be sad
Are you fucking stupid?
Of course I can't be happy with this
I like you in case you haven't noticed
I would like to have the opportunity of being with you but I know that's not possible right now
And then he says he's sorry
Like a million times like it would change anything
Let me break it to you
IT WON'T
Apologizing may be the answer sometimes but not this time
And how can I even forgive him?
He said he liked me, talked all dirty and then tells me he has a girlfriend and that he wants a future with her
A girl can only put up with an amount of bullshit
But I'm not acting like I would like myself to
I keep talking to him
Raising my hope
Maybe I should stop it
We tried it for a day but I wasn't able to keep quiet seeing he was online
I really think I'm too caught up with him
This can't be good
But it can't all be my fault, right?
Then again, why the hell didn't he asked how old I was from the beggining
It would have been much easier because we would have stopped talking right there
But even with all this shit going on I still want to meet him when I go to Portugal
WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH ME?
I need to think a lot about this
But I know that the best to do would be stop talking to him once and for all
But it's much easier to say what to do than to actually do it
And I know what's the right thing to do so there's not much to think about
But I'm a stupid girl and he he's a stupid boy
We actually seem perfect for each other in a way - I'm sorry this is dumb me talking
Who am I?
I'm a teenage girl
I get sad for no reason in a moment and in the next I'm laughing at the most stupid things
I take simple things too serious and complicated things like they were nothing
Sometimes I like to cry alone in one corner, others I want to cry in front of people so they can comfort me
I like to laugh with everyone around me but at times I hide my smile because it is inappropriate
I argue with my parents, with my siblings, with my best friend
I even argue with my self sometimes
My life is a mess
It sucks
But still I find reasons to raise my head and keep trying every day
And one day I'll look back at this and I won't regret any of it
Because these experiences are what make me the way I am
And I never regret being me
I get sad for no reason in a moment and in the next I'm laughing at the most stupid things
I take simple things too serious and complicated things like they were nothing
Sometimes I like to cry alone in one corner, others I want to cry in front of people so they can comfort me
I like to laugh with everyone around me but at times I hide my smile because it is inappropriate
I argue with my parents, with my siblings, with my best friend
I even argue with my self sometimes
My life is a mess
It sucks
But still I find reasons to raise my head and keep trying every day
And one day I'll look back at this and I won't regret any of it
Because these experiences are what make me the way I am
And I never regret being me
Thursday, June 27, 2013
The night of her life - The girl's point of view (part 3)
In the morning when we got up I felt really tired
He woke me up and started to touch me
I understood he wanted to do it again but I didn't felt like it
I got up really quickly on the bed and then jumped to the floor
While doing that I thought it was something a little girl would do
Not a girl who had just lost her v-card
I headed to the bathroom because I really needed a shower
I felt dirty, used
I got in and locked the door
I was afraid he would try to get it
The thought of him getting in and make me do it again scared me
I didn't want to do it again, I felt bad about myself
I got into the shower and the warm water felt great down my body
Someone knocked at the door
I though it was my best friend so I didn't answer
She had heard everything and she was perfectly aware of what I'd done
She had done just the same with her boyfriend - Yeah, I heard that too
I washed my hair and my body
Twice
And after that I still felt dirty
I grabbed a towel and headed back to my bedroom to put some clothes on
I was hoping to find him there lying on the bed
But I didn't
I heard my best friend calling from the kitchen
When I got there she was holding a piece of paper
I recognized his handwrite right away
"LAST NIGHT WAS GREAT BUT NOW I HAVE TO GO. I'LL CALL YOU AND WE CAN TALK THIS THROUGH"
Suddenly I felt really bad
I was disgusted
He had used me and came back to his girlfriend like nothing had happen
I knew he was going to continue with her
But I couldn't continue with my boyfriend
I talked to him and we broke up
It was for the best
Even after all this time I feel bad about this whole situation and me and that guy talk sometimes but I'll never forget that he did this to me
It's impossible for me to pretend this didn't actually happen but sometimes I do it
I think as myself as still a virgin
And I get some peace of mind when I do that
He woke me up and started to touch me
I understood he wanted to do it again but I didn't felt like it
I got up really quickly on the bed and then jumped to the floor
While doing that I thought it was something a little girl would do
Not a girl who had just lost her v-card
I headed to the bathroom because I really needed a shower
I felt dirty, used
I got in and locked the door
I was afraid he would try to get it
The thought of him getting in and make me do it again scared me
I didn't want to do it again, I felt bad about myself
I got into the shower and the warm water felt great down my body
Someone knocked at the door
I though it was my best friend so I didn't answer
She had heard everything and she was perfectly aware of what I'd done
She had done just the same with her boyfriend - Yeah, I heard that too
I washed my hair and my body
Twice
And after that I still felt dirty
I grabbed a towel and headed back to my bedroom to put some clothes on
I was hoping to find him there lying on the bed
But I didn't
I heard my best friend calling from the kitchen
When I got there she was holding a piece of paper
I recognized his handwrite right away
"LAST NIGHT WAS GREAT BUT NOW I HAVE TO GO. I'LL CALL YOU AND WE CAN TALK THIS THROUGH"
Suddenly I felt really bad
I was disgusted
He had used me and came back to his girlfriend like nothing had happen
I knew he was going to continue with her
But I couldn't continue with my boyfriend
I talked to him and we broke up
It was for the best
Even after all this time I feel bad about this whole situation and me and that guy talk sometimes but I'll never forget that he did this to me
It's impossible for me to pretend this didn't actually happen but sometimes I do it
I think as myself as still a virgin
And I get some peace of mind when I do that
The night of her life - The guy's point of view (part 4)
I lied next to her and she stared and me and then kissed me in the chest
Then she asked me if it had been good
I told her it had and she believed it
It was not the best sex I had in my life but it definitely wasn't the worse
One thing that catched my attention was that she didn't bleed
She was so different from the other virgins I had slept with
She hadn't mentioned the pain and no blood to be seen on the sheets
That was impressive and in that split second I felt like telling her something sweet but I didn't
I couldn't ruin all that
That hadn't been love making
We had fucked
And that was it
I switched the lights off in the hope she would fall asleep
She didn't say a word
After a while I noticed she had fallen asleep so I pushed her away from me and fell asleep as well
The next morning I woke up and she was hugging me tight
I couldn't push her away without waking her up but I had to do it
She woke up and smiled at me
I wasn't able to respond the same way and she noticed it
I didn't want her to be upset so I kissed her and tried to put my hand on her sex
She understood what were my intentions
She pushed my away and got up on the bed
She smiled at me and with a quick move she jumped to the floor and ran into the bathroom
It was a relief, she was going to take a shower and I could put my clothes on and go home
I got out of bed and dressed at the speed of light
I knocked at the bathroom door and she didn't answer
I tried to get in but the door was locked
I went to the kitchen, grabbed a piece of paper and a pen and wrote
"LAST NIGHT WAS GREAT BUT NOW I HAVE TO GO. I'LL CALL YOU AND WE CAN TALK THIS THROUGH"
I run into the bedroom to grab my stuff and sneaked out the door
Then she asked me if it had been good
I told her it had and she believed it
It was not the best sex I had in my life but it definitely wasn't the worse
One thing that catched my attention was that she didn't bleed
She was so different from the other virgins I had slept with
She hadn't mentioned the pain and no blood to be seen on the sheets
That was impressive and in that split second I felt like telling her something sweet but I didn't
I couldn't ruin all that
That hadn't been love making
We had fucked
And that was it
I switched the lights off in the hope she would fall asleep
She didn't say a word
After a while I noticed she had fallen asleep so I pushed her away from me and fell asleep as well
The next morning I woke up and she was hugging me tight
I couldn't push her away without waking her up but I had to do it
She woke up and smiled at me
I wasn't able to respond the same way and she noticed it
I didn't want her to be upset so I kissed her and tried to put my hand on her sex
She understood what were my intentions
She pushed my away and got up on the bed
She smiled at me and with a quick move she jumped to the floor and ran into the bathroom
It was a relief, she was going to take a shower and I could put my clothes on and go home
I got out of bed and dressed at the speed of light
I knocked at the bathroom door and she didn't answer
I tried to get in but the door was locked
I went to the kitchen, grabbed a piece of paper and a pen and wrote
"LAST NIGHT WAS GREAT BUT NOW I HAVE TO GO. I'LL CALL YOU AND WE CAN TALK THIS THROUGH"
I run into the bedroom to grab my stuff and sneaked out the door
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