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Oh god.
Last night, my dad called Trae's dad to see if we could meet this summer. (Trae and I are both young, if you don't remember, so we would need parent's consent).
Guess what?
Trae's moving to Michigan at the end of the month. Oh, and his dad said no to meeting anyway.
Urgh. Whenever I used to think about hugging/kissing/etc. Trae, I got this bubbly happy feeling in my tummy, because I knew it would be happening soon. Or, at least, I thought it would be. Now whenever I think about that, it feels as if I'm being stabbed, and it hurts. ): I don't even know when Trae and I are going to meet now. Definitely not this summer.
.-. I need a hug....
Last night, my dad called Trae's dad to see if we could meet this summer. (Trae and I are both young, if you don't remember, so we would need parent's consent).
Guess what?
Trae's moving to Michigan at the end of the month. Oh, and his dad said no to meeting anyway.
Urgh. Whenever I used to think about hugging/kissing/etc. Trae, I got this bubbly happy feeling in my tummy, because I knew it would be happening soon. Or, at least, I thought it would be. Now whenever I think about that, it feels as if I'm being stabbed, and it hurts. ): I don't even know when Trae and I are going to meet now. Definitely not this summer.
.-. I need a hug....