My boyfriend broke up with me on April 23 2012. Ever since then I've loved this guy named Elijah Corbin. He started to be the only thing I think about. Is he looking at me? Does he ever think about me? I would talk to him for two weeks and he would ignore me the next couple of weeks. It didn't get real for me until summer of 2013. He told me he loved me but the thing was he had a girlfriend. One day me and him went to water world. Even knowing he had a girlfriend I still went with him. We were on a slow ride, and he kissed me. It was a feeling I've never had before. At that moment I fell in love with him. But I was his friend with benefits not his one. I thought ever minute and every second about him. He told me he thinks about me all the time. At the end of summer he broke up with his girlfriend because she started doing drugs and smoking. He went to me to get comfort. I told him he do the right thing and I'm proud of him for giving up someone he liked that much. He said he didn't mind giving up someone he likes for someone he loves (me). We dated for about 6 months after he said that. After six months I was thinking he is the one. But he broke with me. My heart is broken. I fell into depression. I felt like the world is just going by without me. On September 31 I killed myself. Thinking the world is better off without me, and it didn't matter if that was true or not my world was gone any ways. My life was only 16 years. But I felt like the only good part of my life was over. This is a true story. But she was my best friend I still can't stand knowing she is gone. Don't ever think about killing yourself. Please.
