my story if anyone really even cares

well the summer of eighth grade was a pretty crappy one at first i didnt do anything at all for the longest time, eventually i went to the pool out of boredom, and met a boy. this boy was the same height as me and had acne a wierd shaped face and black hair that swooped to the side. he talked to me which was crazy for me i mean he wasnt the most amazing looking guy ever but he was a guy and i had never been talked to by a boy before me all 5 foot 10 inches of skin and bones was excited as hell. he was a smoker, and he was in a relationship he broke off after he met me. he made me believe he was the most amazing guy in the world always telling me about things he had done with the popular guys. he introduced me to all the same bands i listen to now, and he was eventually my first kiss, and my first love. he introduced me to my neighbor i had been living by since 7th grade but ill tell you about that later. he started out as a pretty good guy but as soon as high school started he was a jerk he hurt my feelings constantly and i wasnt alowed to talk to any boys other than him. so i went to lunch with a bunch of guys and we broke up. he pulled me out of class and told me i was a useless whore even though all we did was kiss. i was devistated.

at my dads house i lost trust because of things that they heard i was doing, which i never did. i lost everything i was alone my friends wouldnt talk to me because i never put time out for them and it just turned into me and all the other loner kids who had no place. i started cutting i did often and wore long sleeve shirts and hoodies to cover it up. i cryed all the time. three days after i broke up with him i started dating this kid who thought he was pretty hot shit he never talked to me or anything so i just stopped talking to him.

then things got better... well you know that boy who lived next door this is where he comes into play... from the moment i met him and looked into his eyes everything was perfect it was like nothing else mattered. he was mine before i even knew his name and i was his. we started dating before i stopped dating the kid i was dating before... yeah its complicated... he was like my first kiss all over again but in human form, he is tall and has dark hair and pale skin and a go t that looks fine... he has extensive amounts of body hair, and he always smells amazing. our first kiss was a fail but it made me melt. our first makeout was wonderful though after some practice and our first everything else was like we were made for eachother. wer like two puzzle pieces that were made to fit togethr. my friends loved me again. my parents trusted me again. my heart was healed with just a little scar that goes away little by little every moment were together.

my freshman summer was the summer i got so much. i got to hang out all the time. i got to makeout with my love. i learned that i have a serious nac for sexual things. i also learned that i was a beautiful person. he brought me back to life when i was dead. he guided me to my path. and even though i dont believe in god very much anymore sometimes. i still believe in my love hes my guardian angel. i stopped cutting, smoking, crying, and all the negative things. he made me the way i was before my parents split up. that person was long gone and he put me back the way i was.

from him to me:
" i may be the string but your the clasp that holds us together."