20 (not so) Productive Ways To Fix A Broken Heart
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Well what does one, say one should do when one walks in on their boyfriend for two years getting it on with the school slut, and contracting STI's. Flip their shit, I guess slapping him wasn't the best thing to do. Or getting him punched in the face. Twice. And it should go without saying that Hair removal cream, condoms, tuna pasta salad and a whole lot of Vaseline doesn't really help the situation. But hey hoe flying ice cream, burning puppy's, Dylan O'Brien and raging McDonald's playground obsessed teenagers don't really help either.
Curious....? so am I.
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The Ride Home
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"if i swallow magnets, will i become attractive?" "you're already cute when you're nice lia" came a deep, sweet voice behind me, as strong arms circled around my waist. "when I'm nice?..." i paused "then how do I look when I get mad?" "fucking hot" ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ ❀˚ ༘. ♡ ⋆｡˚ ❀˚ ༘. ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ ❀˚ ༘. It all felt like heaven, but for each other they would go through hell. 𝐓hey say honest feelings and bad timings are the cruelest combination . they had to let go, even if it meant crashing on the way. but as they try to hold once more, will the pieces cut as painful as it felt when everything shattered? _________________________________________ ˢᵗʳᵃᵗᵉᵈ : 28-12-2020 ᶜᵒᵐᵖˡᵉᵗᵉᵈ: 28-1-2021 *not edited* [none of the pictures in the story belong to me. i only take credit for the editing and the collages]
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