Hmm… My first love was probably Eric.
We met through hand farting. We became fast friends and were just genuine with each other.
I became friends with another guy and we all became a trio of bff’s. Then when I started dating the other guy. We didn’t get two weeks into it before I Eric told me he was going crazy and loved me. So we started a whirlwind relationship. It was incredible. I had been with an opposite before but I had never been with someone who was my best friend.
Our relationship crashed and burned after a year, mostly because he gave up on working through me being raped.I believe it taught me more than any other life experience. I am lucky enough now to be with someone who’s willing to put in hard work instead of just give up. But I still respect what I had so much.
why is it that were always told not to get tattoos at a young age because we “will regret it later on” when we are basically told to choose a career path by age 18? i’d rather be 40 years old with a tattoo that meant something to me when i was young than be 40 years old not wanting to get out of bed to go to a job that i hate because i was forced to decide on a career in my teens
We talked today.
It was really good. We made up and I might be moving back as soon as tomorrow evening….
Damn. He was so surprised that I thought we were going to break up. He knew we would be able to talk it out and we did. I’m just so grateful to have him back.
Happy-er girl today