Splattered.

Friendship, exploit and love.
These are three dangerous actions. You can almost never tell them apart without mixing it all up to one big steaming bowl of emotions. And if you dive right in, it will burn you badly. You have to be careful and know how to play the game. Take a small sip at a time and not just down it all in one sip. Because in the start it will feel good and warm, but give it time and it will end up burning you from inside out and in the end you will be the only one that’s hurt. Not the bowl of emotions, not the person who knew how to play the game and won, not the person who only took small careful sips perfectly aware of what would happen if he rushed it, no, only you.
And this story is about the girl who didn’t know how to differ those three things, who didn’t know how the game was played, who wasn’t careful, who was fooled by the wonderful warmth of the first sip that she didn’t predict what was waiting for her, the girl who was left burned inside and out.
In other words; me.