i have a secret to admit..i’m still best friends with my ex-bf/first real love/boy who stomped and broke my heart more times than you can actually imagine. i told the whole story to someone and they were horrified and thought it was so ridiculous to the point that i had to actually have lived it. i know it’s stupid and everyone who’s had their heart broken must be gasping in horror. 4 years of being friends..and i don’t know what’s wrong with me. why the hell does every good girlfriend in my life eventually fall into his charms? even the girls i used to trust the most turned against me. it’s a long and complicated fucked up story. but deep down, i think i really am moving on ..despite what everyone and their mother says. i’ve liked a lot of boys since him and in truth, me and him are great as friends…i’m blabbering now.

but yeah, it still makes me want to vomit to think about him and girl #4, 9, 3, pick a number.