My boyfriend of three years broke up with me this morning. Apparently we were too different. It doesn't make sense. Why three years then? Anyways, Emmelie (my best friend) is taking me to a party tonight. She says I need to get layed to forget him. I don't know what to think of that. I mostly want to stay home and cry my eyes out. But as Emmelie said, that won't change anything. Also, Emmelie doesn't take no for an answer. She is going to take you anyways. So I guess I have no choice.. *WARNING* This story may contain alcohol, drugs, depression and sex. If you are triggered by any of those topics, I would suggest you skip this story.