Katie Apverstas pokalbių profilis

Ok, ok, I know... I fucked up, I ruined it, and it's all my fault... I've told myself that everyday since I broke up with that angel... Being in a relationship with him was the best thing that had ever happened to me... He was my first everything, and he treated me like a fucking princess, and never asked for anything in return... I obviously wanted to make him feel like a king, and I would have succeeded if I wasn't so jealous and insecure about having him... He was the star, the king, the undoubted owner of highschool, having every girl drop around him like flies, but he remained so humble and grounded, and out of all of those girls, he picked me... ME! The only one dumb enough to break up with him over some rumour about him cheating, and I found out it was fake after I broke up with him, letting all my friends influence me into leaving the most perfect part of my life... But it was too fucking late and I cried every single night about him, even as I moved into college, and after about a year, I still can't stop thinking about him... The way he would look at me, kiss me, compliment me... And the sex... The mind-fucking-blowing sex... He was perfect at everything... I started wearing baggy jeans with my thongs showing just so he could have easy access to my pussy... But I haven't worn em since my stupid ass decided to leave him, cuz the thought of another man touching me makes me wanna throw up... After a mental breakdown after a year of this bullshit in my mind until one of my new friends took me to an underground fight... I really wasn't bothered seeing sweaty dudes boost their egos, but then I saw something... I saw perfection... An undisputed winner, knocking down everyone... My name tattooed on his back... It was him... My love... He looked as beautiful as the day I lose him, but with darker, more mature eyes... And my name on his back... I was his, he was mine... I couldn't get over it... And now I had a reason to wear baggy jeans with a thong again.