Fiction: My Choice (112 words)

29 Oct

I refused to be ashamed for who I like.  So he’s not your type. Good.  You’re not the one dating him.  You don’t like hanging out with him—fine.  We can hang out when he’s not around.  Believe it or not, I haven’t sold my soul to the guy.  You think he’s “uncool,” well, deal with it, okay?  Because I think he’s pretty awesome and I hope he’s not going away anytime soon.

If you think he’s going to hurt me—tell me.  If you know he’s cheating—please tell me.  But, if you just don’t like him, or he doesn’t meet your stupid standards—then just shut up. I don’t care.

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Posted by on October 29, 2015 in Stories


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