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Hopeless love

let's get the party started

I wake up looking at my phone to check the time. “Fuck it’s only 4:15 a.m.”, was all my brain managed to think. But after a little while something came crawling from the back knocking slightly at my consciousness: Today’s the day! I am moving to L.A. for a whole year and have the chance to go to school there!
Right after realizing that fact I can’t stay in my bed any longer although I know I’m gonna miss it. So I get up put on a comfortable black skinny, my favorite BVB-tank and some black-and-white converse. My bracelets and sweatband are where I left them last night: at my wrists. I once started never taking them off. No! Wait! Stop that! I am not cutting anymore I just feel more comfy that way.
Anyways after digging my black biker jacket from the wardrobe I drag my feet to the bathroom brushing my teeth, straightening my raven black short hair and applying my normal bit of kajal. “Hey, I’d be done right now and ready to leave”, I tell myself in the mirror. Checking the phone I walk in my mum’s bedroom kissing her forehead and telling her to get up and breakfast will be finished when she’s there. Although the airport would be easily reachable with public transport and it’s about three hours to drive (here in Austria this is pretty far!) my mum insisted on bringing me. I am very happy about that because I could sleep two more hours.

--Four hours later--
Time has passed too fast and now I have to say my goodbyes to my mum and my 16-years-old brother. I want to make it a short one hopefully without tears because I hate them and I am not good at comforting people. Hugging everyone for the last time I whispered a small “I love you and I’m gonna miss you” in my mums ear. Then I turned around - boarding the plane without looking back.

Well while on my 16 hour flight I could tell you a bit about myself. I am Anna Maier, 17 years old and live in a small fucked up village in Upper Austria. That’s why I wanted to get away. I don’t want to stay at the same spot my whole life – as my mum did – I want to see the world, meet new people and just enjoy my life cause for me that’s my personal goal in life.
I don’t like talking about my family but I love them from the bottom of my heart. There are just some devils hiding in the dark and attacking when you least expect.
Let’s come to my friends: I don’t have a lot and they’re mostly guys. Why? I choose them wisely and it’d taking a hell load of time until I trust someone. And to the guys thing…I like the ambiguous way they are thinking and talking, you can slap them without them whining like a baby, there’s no one asking thousands of questions about you life or why you do things the way you do the and they are easy to be with in general. I think for now that’s enough. I am gonna take a nap cause there’s still 5 hours till we arrive so…good night and dream well.

Notes

Heyho :)

I hope you like it...please tall me what you think about it (also if you think it sucks :D)!

Sorry it's so short but I didn't have a lot of time and I thought it would be the perfect stop here...

I am trying to update one a week :)

Bye Anna

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