dad: if any boy asks you out, i’m coming for him.
grandparents: you’re so gorgeous, guys must be all over you
friends of parents: you’re going to break a lot of hearts
friends: you’re pretty, now shut up.
boys: why is that potato looking at me”
I give up. what kind of world is it that “he” has someone to wake up to this morning, someone to have sex with last night, someone who will give him a Christmas present… “him” a cheater, liar, thief, drunk, worthless piece of shit…and I lie here alone with no one to even talk to. :’( no one even cares that he has broken my life to pieces. that is the part that I cant get over. that still hurts.