𝐊𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐀

prologue

Have you ever dated someone everybody has warned you about?

Even their own parents?

Well I have.

"Don't date him Julia."

"He's only going to break you're heart."

"He's a f'ckboy. That's what they do."

And let's not forget,

"I love my son, I truly do. But you seem like a genuinely sweet girl and I can't let him break your heart like he did with the other girls.".

If someone's own parents warn you about their son, you'd probably just leave him and be better off on your own, right?

Well did I do that?

Fuck no.

And do I regret it?

I don't know.

Would I go through all that pain, All that suffering, the torture all over again, just for the pleasure?

Just for the excitement?

Just for the butterflies?

Yes. Yes I would.

See, that's my problem. I always try to see the best in people.

Even when there's nothing good in them.

I'll make myself believe shit that was never there in the first place.

"I'm delusional," as my mom says. And I agree.

I knew he was bad for me.

I knew there wouldn't be a good outcome from getting together with him.

But did I care?

No.

Instead, I made my own version of him, and fell for that. Not the real him.

That's just it; I'm Kalopsiatic. And I knew it. Everybody knew it. So did he. But that never stopped me from falling for him.

And that, was a big, big mistake.