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Glossy lost eyes meet you in the back hallway, your carrying a box to the rehearsal room and she is walking back to grab more. Alone in the hallway, only seconds before someone will turn the corner and your moment will be a blurry memory of the 300 hall. ¨do you regret it?"She asks, voice like the sound of a mouse, You did that to her. She cant even make eye contact with you. You ruined that friendly relationship between you two. You were drunk you tell your self, its not your fault. You did not know that it would ruin her, and soon its too late, another student is turning the corner, calling her name so he could catch up. You turn away, and keep walking, and maybe if you had a little more time you could tell her: Yes I regret it, I regret every day hurting you and ruining our friend ship over a picture. I miss your hazels eyes looking at me while you laugh, I miss it all. but thats what happens in high school **** love.
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Jan 20, 2016
Jan 20, 2016 at 11:16 AM UTC
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Glossy lost eyes meet you in the back hallway, your carrying a box to the rehearsal room and she is walking back to grab more. Alone in the hallway, only seconds before someone will turn the corner and your moment will be a blurry memory of the 300 hall. ¨do you regret it?"She asks, voice like the sound of a mouse, You did that to her. She cant even make eye contact with you. You ruined that friendly relationship between you two. You were drunk you tell your self, its not your fault. You did not know that it would ruin her, and soon its too late, another student is turning the corner, calling her name so he could catch up. You turn away, and keep walking, and maybe if you had a little more time you could tell her: Yes I regret it, I regret every day hurting you and ruining our friend ship over a picture. I miss your hazels eyes looking at me while you laugh, I miss it all. but thats what happens in high school **** love.
I honestly have no idea what I just wrote, I guess its what I would want this boy to say to me right now but its not like that. okay don send nudes girls, just dont.
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Jan 20, 2016
Jan 20, 2016 at 11:16 AM UTC
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