I literally am sitting here staring at the wall. My eyes are red and puffy, my nose is stuffed up, my mouth is dry. All because I just finished balling my eyes out. Life sucks. It really does. Then you eventually die. Big whoop. Well what's the point of dealing with it longer than you have to then? I'm not really sure. Maybe we can figure it out together. There are many dumb things in life, that cause me to feel hurt and cry, but the main cause of these feelings, is boys. I guess I can begin my story off where the whole thing started.
It was just another normal Friday. I was talking to my friend after the final school bell, to see if she could give me a ride to the football game. Nothing special happened, it was just the two of us. Well actually I should say nothing special happened yet.
About an hour later, I met him and his older brother when we walked into the game.
Do you believe in love at first sight? Well that's sort of how I felt. We had a connection right away.
It was one of those connections where you can't stop thinking about the person, even when they're gone.
The next day we started talking over text. And from there we just got closer.
We exchanged hearts, and kissy faces, and always hugged each other when we saw each other. He talked to me and comforted me when I was sad, and could always make me laugh.
We started to talk and hang out more and more, and the "L" word was starting to get involved in our conversations.
That's when literally my whole life seemed perfect.
But let me ruin everything for you right now.
Nothing. I repeat, NOTHING IS PERFECT. Or even anywhere close to it.
I gave him my heart, and let him into my head and shared every single one of my feelings with him.
But I guess I wasn't good enough.
I found out he was talking to a bunch of other girls. Not just talking, but talking to each other the same way we did.
My heart was broken.
I flat out just stopped talking to him, and he hasn't said a word to me or given me second glance.
I feel so alone without him.
And all of the people I considered my friend haven't said two words to me about it or asked if I was okay.
I feel so alone...
Hence why I was crying.
I gave him everything, but it wasn't mutual. He took something that was fragile and dropped it.
So again, why is life even worth it in the first place?
Well for one thing tomorrow is always a next day that holds a new oppurtunity. There's always another day and another oppurtunity somewhere.
*sigh* but you do still feel lonely.
I feel lonely.
All alone.
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Hey guys, this isn't a normal update, but i've been dealing with some crap lately. Oh by the way If you're wondering what I was dealing with, just 're read the story.
Yeah its 100% true. Thats the crap that's been happening in my life and its been keeping from writing.
Sorry. :( I just feel alone right now so its hard to find motivation to write. LITERALLY my life sucks right now, so yeah. I'll continue to update stuff right now though.
*sigh* thanks.
