Venting in the Shower 🏃💨🚿🛁😌

Fly Guy

When I was in 4th grade I was infatuated with this boy named Dylan. We would talk on the phone and I would fall deeper in "love" every second we spent together. He went to high school and as the time went, so did the feelings. Everyone still thinks I'm not over him and honestly I don't think I ever will be fully but a part of me, a pretty big part, has forgotten him. I realized how he was leading me on and when he would "tease" me he was really just laughing at how sad I was. I was head over heels for a asshole. Sometimes Id want to smash his face in with a rock (js) other times I'd want to kiss him soooo deeply he'd never let me go. I was so full of longing for something I couldn't have that I missed out on the real thing. I buried my feelings under mean jokes and went with the crowd, but now I'm starting to realize that I don't need to stop being me just because a boy doesn't like me. Now I have a boyfriend who (although may be a lot a bit sexual) is kind and considers my feelings.