i was sitting on a bench at the Fremont bart station today, arms full of laundry, and my purse full of diet soda that i smuggled from my parents house. while i was waiting to be picked up by my friend, this guy came and sat beside me. he asked if i had a boyfriend and i lied and gave him the response that would make him stop talking to me. but in my head i played out this whole other conversation with this completely random guy and he gave me his perspective on my life at the moment.
i didnt really want to come back to san jose today.
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