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My boyfriend and I (yes the same one from last year) had plans to go away with his family this weekend, but two weeks ago I drove by him in his car making out with some girl I found out goes to a different high school, so he is now my ex-boyfriend, and tonight I’m learning to sew so I can make voodoo dolls and slowly stab them with sewing pins.
I like a lot of things, but I don’t LOVE any one thing. It feels scary, you know? To worry I might commit to something because I have to but not because I love it.
