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Orientation got me too excited for LHS.

I made too many friends in the first week,

but only left with a couple at the end.

The stoners kicked me out after I refused them.

My first love was a transgender stoner.

My frist harassment was at the AP Tour,

with some 26 year old drunk grinding on my ass.

The emo scene got me addicted to their lifestyle.

My obsession with the color black began the first day.

Thomas became my longest crush to date.

I've made too many enemies within one month.

My first boyfriend only lasted 4 days with me,

ending with him dumping me after almost raping me.

I destroyed my beautiful hair with emo haircuts.

My weight finally started to drop down.

Being suspended after slapping Jake made me learn my lesson,

but I'm still not sorry for that day.

I spent so much money at Hot Topic,

buying al those BVB t-shirts and striped gloves.

They were too many fights between me and my mom.

I stopped writing poetry for a couple of years

because she threatened to call the police,

all because of a suicidal poem I tried to burn.

The teenage angst formed within me,

resulting me in listening to metal and goth music.

That's when I met my twin friend.