I just talked on the phone with an ex for like 3 hours.
At first it felt really weird but then it was exactly like it was back when I was really in love with him and such.
I had a great time talking to him and I genuinely hope I don't mess up this time. By messing up I mean falling in love again, because I don't want to get hurt. Not again, not ever.
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Teen FictionIt's not my fault. I mean, I never asked for any of this. I can't help that it's in my genes. I can't help that I'm fat.
