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whelp.
hey journal, been about 3 years since i've talked to you.
thing's been pretty rough, these 3 years.
i had a crush on this pretty little thing named glen,
with rumours of him being a playboy and whatnot.
when he broke up with his girlfriend in dec 2011
he talked to me in january 2012,
and whoo boy my heart and my brain couldn't take it,
its like this guy was everything i thought he was;
funny, handsome, able to laugh at my cold jokes,
no more crushing on him, oh no,
because i only fell deeper in love.
hell broke loose when i told justin i liked someone else,
with not even a slightest clue that justin was gonna ask me to be his girlfriend on my 18th birthday.
pretty heavy shit went down and we never talked again.
i got together with glen after knowing him for 4 months.
pretty rough shit went down too,
i lied to him
(long story short, i promised glen i won't text justin anymore, justin told me he's depressed, i texted him in secret asking why was he doing this, and was he ok, glen found out, i lied, but he found out alr so yeah, made my point.)
and his trust for me was tarnished, is, tarnished? is still tarnished?
idk.
he took it hard.
you see, what i thought of a relationship was to have fun, and hang out and make each other happy; i was 18.
god.
fuck.
i messed up so bad.
glen did it, he always told me he was looking for someone to settle down and when he saw me often in lecture halls, he knew i was the one.
he stopped talking to girls and told me wherever he went,
i took it for granted and the glen i knew was gone.
as you know,
without trust, relationships will turn into a relationshit.
we often argued.
he took lies seriously and forgave them but never forgot them,
would bring it up in phone calls and i felt, so, bad i didn't know what to do or say so i just cried.
cried my fucking eyes out.
i think thats enough for today,
TO BE CONTINUED.
here's some doge.
such cute
hey journal, been about 3 years since i've talked to you.
thing's been pretty rough, these 3 years.
i had a crush on this pretty little thing named glen,
with rumours of him being a playboy and whatnot.
when he broke up with his girlfriend in dec 2011
he talked to me in january 2012,
and whoo boy my heart and my brain couldn't take it,
its like this guy was everything i thought he was;
funny, handsome, able to laugh at my cold jokes,
no more crushing on him, oh no,
because i only fell deeper in love.
hell broke loose when i told justin i liked someone else,
with not even a slightest clue that justin was gonna ask me to be his girlfriend on my 18th birthday.
pretty heavy shit went down and we never talked again.
i got together with glen after knowing him for 4 months.
pretty rough shit went down too,
i lied to him
(long story short, i promised glen i won't text justin anymore, justin told me he's depressed, i texted him in secret asking why was he doing this, and was he ok, glen found out, i lied, but he found out alr so yeah, made my point.)
and his trust for me was tarnished, is, tarnished? is still tarnished?
idk.
he took it hard.
you see, what i thought of a relationship was to have fun, and hang out and make each other happy; i was 18.
god.
fuck.
i messed up so bad.
glen did it, he always told me he was looking for someone to settle down and when he saw me often in lecture halls, he knew i was the one.
he stopped talking to girls and told me wherever he went,
i took it for granted and the glen i knew was gone.
as you know,
without trust, relationships will turn into a relationshit.
we often argued.
he took lies seriously and forgave them but never forgot them,
would bring it up in phone calls and i felt, so, bad i didn't know what to do or say so i just cried.
cried my fucking eyes out.
i think thats enough for today,
TO BE CONTINUED.
here's some doge.
such cute