Really? You Must Be Kidding

Feburary

After months of depression I finally realized we were better as friends.

I had the hardest time getting over Gavin. He meant the world to me, and still does, but the friendship I know will last a life time.

Valentine's was like usual. Girls night out at the Cheesecake Factory. The god squad celebrate the love of our friendship and eat our way through a holiday that technically is made for a couple.

I had one guy, Eli, who was my friend.
He came into class with crutches, which I never even picked up his name until the middle of the year.

He apparently got bit by a shark and had surgery.
So after Damien, our teacher moved desks, we got paired together.
He was always cute and we started to talk.

We talked more and more. But still he didn't like me.

Towards the end of the year he asked me for pictures, which I said no.

He called me a slut and never wanted to talk to me again, which totally broke my heart.

But anyways we ran into each other and we were civil. We both smiled at each other and walked the other way.

I've never been hurt this bad. But know I'm sure no guy will ever make me happy. Depressed, hurt, lonely and physically and mentally disabled to think.