Eventually he needed to make a choice his best friends were on my side. They wanted him to stay with me. It took him a while and we had our moments before the decision. He...... Chose.......HER. I bottled up my feelings until they created depression and insanity. His reason to choosing her was she would let him fuck her and he assumed that I wouldn't let him fuck me which I would've but he didn't stick around long enough to find out. I still loved him I forgave him and we talked to each other. Eventually him and the slut got together and I knew either him or her were going to get their hearts crushed. Pleased to find out it was the slut. He jumped on to the next girl that he starts flirting with. Leaving me confused lonely and depressed. I didn't know what to do with myself still loving him and all. I felt stupid to think he would get back with me it was a stupid hope. But ya never know that man is so fucking unpredictable. So I never have any idea of what he's thinking what he's feeling or in fact anything about him.
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Addicted To Depression
RandomThis is a story of a sad girl aka me without naming the real names of the people I'll tell you why the girl is depressed and how confused about she is about her life.
