While everyone my age got presents for christmas..I got the relief knowing that I can live in my house for another month.
We were highschool sweethearts. It’s now been four years since this photo. I’m now married and happy. To someone else. I still love you.
I dance not because I enjoy it but because I’m not good at anything else.
Before he came along, I thought love could never exist. He helped me get over my rape and showed me what happiness really is. I thank God for him everyday.
His very last words to me were “I love you too.” then he ignored me instead of breaking up with me. I hope he lives a long life, never knowing true love, and wishing he never killed THE ONE PERSON who would have done anything for him, to see him SMILE.
I’m 16 and I told a bunch of my close friends that I miscarried…I LIED. I guess I just want a baby that bad.
I broke up with him because of the teasing. Deep down inside, where no one can see, I love him still.