Once upon a time..

There was a girl. She and this guy dated a couple years ago, and she still liked him. As far as she knew, he still hated her. You see, after they broke up years ago, they still talked, and she confided in him, foolishly thinking she could trust him, and she told him how she cut herself. Well, he stopped talking to her. And he told everyone. He thought she was some crazy-psycho-emo-depressed girl who he wanted nothing to do with. So it’s 1 and a half years later. He starts dating this other girl. Now mind you, this girl has 100 averages in every single class, she’s pretty, nice to every single person she meets, has the cutest clothes, plays sports, and EVERYONE loves her. So eventually, they break up. The guy and the first girl start talking again. He’s all depressed because of his breakup, and she’s all depressed because of, well, she’s just hates life. They become good friends. She still really likes him, but he still likes his other ex. He talks about her non-stop. Then, one day, the girl grows balls for 20 seconds, and tells him how she feels. He admits he likes her too, “a little, but not nearly as much as I like my ex.” But despite what he says, she knows he doesn’t really like her at all, and even if he does have an itsy bitsy wittle tiny crush on her, its because of her looks. Then, he starts talking to his ex again. But eventually, he finds out she no longer likes him. So he says to the first girl, “She’s out of the picture, now its just me and you” She was just the fall back girl? No thanks. She Dies.

The End.