So summer came to an end. School began. Same as usual. Laugh or sleep through all of my classes… acting out a display of personality to get attention or just be known. A zombie. Acting out of nature. I hate how most people are. I hate the way some of us think. I hate how we are almost all alike. I cant trust them. They are watered down. They are fake. They are cold. Girls that are not afraid to fight or fuck and guys that take what they can get a lie themselves to sleep.
There are few people I can trust in this world. Only two that I consider my true, trustworthy, ever living friends. Thats “Girl” and my mother of which I can only trust with serious things. When it comes to regular, embarrassing matters, she’ll blab her heart out to either my brother or father.
He never touched me. Never even came close. Im a virgin. Thats all there is to it.
