This is a love story. Not one of those love stories that make you cover your eyes and throw up... atleast I hope not.
It started about five months ago. I got a text from an unknown number. And it was her. Her. Aka the most beautiful person I've ever met. I dont even know how she got my number and she refuses to tell me where she got it, but to be honest I couldnt care less. She is exactly like me except for
her lack of a penis and the fact that she had some awesome boobs.
But there was a big problen that kept me from asking her out the second she started texting me... She had a boyfriend (it was a long distance relationship) That was completely soul shattering to me. I was in love with this girl, but she couldnt be mine...
It wasnt until a couple months later that she told me he was suicidal. And in fact he tried overdosing around 20 times on his depression medication. And by new years he was dead.
She was devastated and I was her shoulder to lean on. I figured that the best thing to do was give her time. She needed time to recover, but shes one of those people that dont show her feelings. So I had to basically interrogate her for her to tell me how she feels. But it was worth it, because when she told me how she felt, I felt like I could trust her.
