but this is their face in reality
- Dude [into cellphone]: I'M GOING TO BREAK YOUR FUCKING JAW THE NEXT TIME I SEE YOU. DO YOU HEAR ME? YOUR FUCKING JAW. I'M GONNA BREAK-- hold on, give me a second. There's a woman walking by.
- people: are you mad/sad or something?
- me: this is just my face
Celebrated my birthday with the only person I gave my all to.
Got accepted to colleges, chose to go to Brooklyn College, received a scholarship.
Became confident as a handball singles player, learned the value of practice.
Went to Ocean City, Maryland, found the impact of teamwork.
Baked a birthday cake for Coach.
Relaxed for the remainder of high school, hung out with friends, went to prom with my lovely and favorite hoe, Regina <3.
Took my first sip of alcohol on the beach, hung out with my lovers before they went to college, forbade myself from talking to him.
Wished him a happy birthday, went to Greensboro, North Carolina, saw my potential, started school.
Met new friends at school, opened up more towards guys, spoke to old friends, realized I really would want to be a veterinarian instead of doctor.
Thought of him, almost broke the rule, thought he missed me too, could’ve been five years..
Went to Boston, Massachusetts, saw how easy things could be, tried to be more open but hesitated, spent Thanksgiving break with lovebugs.
Caught up with more old friends, finished first semester of college in one piece, saw my lovebugs again, work my tail off, got a new phone.
This love thing’s got me twisted. Let’s throw away our morals and tell each other what’s deep inside. No more hiding or lying. Let’s not care what others think.