Broke Me in Half

II

Out of all the times I've faced timed Jake, the funniest moment I could rethink of all the time where he first showed me his large army of cats. As soon as he opened the door, they all turned and looked at the camera.

Now I find that beyond creepy, which lead me to no longer like cats anymore. I mean I never did, never will. Anyways, yes me and Jake were a thing or friends with benefits. We didn't care about dating or our feelings as a relationship wise.

During the times, I would talk to him would be silly stories about parties or school, anything that could keep the conversation alive. I was interested in him, as a friend. I couldn't date someone like him, that would be weird.

We've talked for a while, and it got to the point where me stupidly and him as well shared pictures. NOW, these are all cover up names. You can't retrieve them. SO PLEASE, there's no possible luck.

At the time, I felt so low of myself. I didn't belong. I felt disgusted and I shouldn't have sent those pictures, and neither should of he. I hated waking up to it. It was like I couldn't look at myself the same.

I woke up with a new part to hate, I started to become more insecure about my body. I stopped eating, and he didn't know. I had problems at home too. I smoked too much weed, or drank too much. School was not looking so good.