Delivering My Crush’s ID
It’s kind of old news for me (I have a very short newscycle, about as long as the life of a flea). But I feel like I have to tell you what happened. Long story short- I’m on to a new man. Despite the fact that I braved my ex to obtain a fake ID.
I finally got the ID from my ex (I made him give it to me in public, which was a good idea since he still begged for me to come home with him. It was 10 AM). I put it into my bag, and every time I had a break from work I took it out and ran my thumb over the picture.
It started to rub off. I don’t know if it was the sweat or hormones or what, but when I lifted my thumb up, my boy was a blur. I thought about calling my ex and screaming at him about my new extra-fake ID, but instead I sat back.
Why was I getting a fake ID in the first place?! Aren’t I a grown up? My license says I am, and it’s real.
Was it wrong of me not to even call my teenage crush? Maybe. But I put the id in the trash.
Tags: dorms, ex, id, singlesnet, teenager
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