I had never been in love, or well i had, had a couple crushes before and believed I found my one true love, till they broke my heart, and as I was collecting the remaining pieces realised it was all an illusion. Truth is I probably combined love and attracting too often. Well for a time I convinced myself it was time to take a break, no more new guys in my life, I would stay clean as you could stay, like a none. You see I had a terrible habit in seeing every male as a possible "victim" scary I know, but don't worry it is. Every guy I could see a chance with, and if someone as much as brushed my hand my whole body tensed, and was waiting in excitement. All my wild animal instincts waiting for their prey to make their next move. Off course nothing ever happened, and it was probably just the puberty taking over my immature inexperienced teenage brain, and body in that matter.
One day I decided enough was enough, no way I'm gonna be some female hormone monster, chasing after guys, we got enough of those already, and they're called sluts. So I decided to have a more decent classy kinda life style. Dumbest choice ever. Cause what do you do when you can't express your needs through obsession? You go nuts.
Insecurity, self hatred, everything fires up, cause there's no where else to place the energy, and you see that kinda life is no life. So I had to change it around again.
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Imperfections
Teen FictionI had always been bad at making decisions, if it was what kinda cake we should buy, what do wear, how prioritise, or if it was smart or dumb to buy a new iPhone. I always came to some sorta solution though, wether it was the right one or the wrong o...
