I past story

it felt as if something was going through my mind I mean I knew I wanted to get a boyfriend since I am in the 12th grade going to collage in 4 more months but that is all I could think about. my mom called me "sweet heart pack your stuff for college" hopefully that will take my mind off of this. I felt as if my heart was melting me, I need my own time to think about the feauture and where my path will lead me I need to stay on track with school. my name is Olivia I live in new york i am going to berklee collage so I can accomplish my dreams as being a famous rapper some day to be known for who I am and what I live for I need to accomplish the dreams my mom had before she had me at the age 17 I know that is too young but we both are very blessed. my dad had left before I was born and mom had never dated anyone else after that she would never even talk about him but I have always been curious I mean who knows who he was.