I screwed up. I screw up. All the time. Thank you for “loving” me. I knew I was just a physical attraction, but I loved you. I loved every single weeping second together. I don’t know why. Although I won’t ever go after a boy like you ever again. You were a good time saver. I figured my life out. I figured out, I don’t need companionship all the time. I can take my life slowly. Find someone who loves me. Not just my chest or body.. Or hair. I figured out, I like taking things slow. Experimenting. Being dumb with people. Not being quite so serious. Taking life as it comes. Not going after the Lax, Hockey, Football player. I like the goofballs. The ones who like to cuddle on the couch, the ones who put up with my friends. Who play cards… And sometimes let me win. The point to this paragraph/ dramatic tumblr essay. Is that I love the person I’ve become. I don’t need your “love” if that’s what I should call it. LOL it’s been almost 6months. How pathetic am I? Although, I should say you were the douchebag that hooked me. That took my innocence or whatever was left of it. I should hate you. For cheating. Or whatever the fuck you did, but I don’t. I will never hate you. I will always cherish the time we spent together… But I will not dwell anymore. I will not dwell on you, and how much I thought I loved you. Because let’s face it. It was lust, not love. Thank you for everything. LOL i say this a lot. I’m over you. I won’t ever be over you. You were special to me. Always will be. So okay, even though no one will never read this. Because let’s face it, i have 50 followers. I’m not exactly tumblr famous. I hope life goes for you.. I hope that when we see eachother, we can be friends. We can look at eachother and  say “We dated for 4 months.. Wow where has the time gone?” Although you were a bit chubby… haha. Thank you Zack. And thank you Matt.