I never meet the right boys, I only meet jerks. Of course this time I thought it was different, but it weren't. Me and some of my friends went to 'visit' a few guys one Friday night, and I didn't know any of them. The first thing I noticed when i walked into the living room, was the extremely good-looking guy sitting on the couch. For Christs sake, why would a guy like that be interested in me? So I let it be, hardly spoke to him.
A few weeks later I was nearly too drunk to stand up straight, and I was video-chatting with him and some friends on facebook. I decided to visit them, alone. Went out at 1am, and started walking. Long story short: I slept with him that night. Longer story short: We started hanging out, and we both acted like we were deeply in love.
Did I mention that he is a drug abuser who drinks every day and sometimes stays high on weed for days? Well.
One day he just stopped answering me, and he haven't respond to me since. I'm pretty sure he's sleeping with this other girl, and they probably did when he was with me too.
I think I started to love him, and I still can't eat, sleep or concentrate like before. All I'm thinking is "why?" and "what if?" | |
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