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« on: December 26, 2012, 08:08:07 PM »
Well, since Yami said something about a girl, I will do the same.
Just recently, my girlfriend broke up with me. By recently, I mean barely 30 minutes ago.
Here is our story:
She made me happy, she made me feel like I was the greatest person there ever was. She loved me with all her heart, she would drop everything just to talk to me. She actually loved me, not that fake love that every middle schooler/high schooler has for a person. It was a matured emotion. She constantly was talking to me, she never stopped. She would fall asleep talking to me, and that is something special to me. I have never done anything with another girl like this. We would talk a ton at school, kinda cuddle at lunch when we were both done eating, and we would tell one another bye by giving a kiss on the cheek. I never had my first kiss, and she hasn't neither. I was planning on doing it at the school dance we were going to about 2 weeks after break. My life felt complete with her and I actually loved her back. We would always be the couple that everyone says "GET A ROOM" to. We constantly would be loving each other and expressing it physically. We were all happy and merry, but then Xmas break came along. It was the most depressing thing ever. I reminded her of her ex, her Mr. Perfect. She started thinking about him and she started falling in love with him again, and what really killed me was her saying that to me. Then also at the beginning of Xmas break, a girl committed suicide over me because she loved me and she couldn't have me at that time, and then some other reasons she told her parents, but I know those were fake. She was my closest friend, from the age of 4. I got depressed over that, but I didn't want to tell my girlfriend. So, I tried to act happy with her. And then she realized I wasn't good enough and that I am full of imperfections. Then, we got into an argument, and 2 days later, she broke up with me. I was then told by her that she knew what I was doing to myself and that I have new burn marks. Yes, I hurt myself by using a lighter. I love fire, fire loves me.
I was going to post more about this, but I forgot it after crying my eyes out again.