85girl

i hate today. today should be a happy day. today is five years from the day my (ex) boy asked me to be his girlfriend. I was 14 years old and i remember how amazingly happy i was. I thought i was the luckiest girl in the world and it was like i was floating on air. And i continued to float on air for a long time...how wonderful young new love can be. And now, five years later i am almost 20...and i am bitter and jaded. i hate boys. i hate it that i hurt like this...and all i want to do is curl up with my teddy bear and cry...but when i look at it all i think of is four christmas's ago when he gave it to me. everything reminds me of him. i picked the wrong day to not wear water proof mascara. this is shitty. fuck. i hate boys.