I never thought I'd be one of those girls that 'got played' I should've known all along what I was getting myself into...I found myself venting to everyone that came across me. But what good does that do? Nothing. I have cried and vented to my sister and friends. I've made him look like a total jackass (which he is). But, it doesn't make me happy talking about it. It doesn't make me happy talking about how he played me. Everytime I talk about it, it makes me want to burst into tears. How can I let some guy do this to me? Trust me, I've learned from this.
After all the guys I've dated, for once, I know what it's like being hurt. I know that the only person that can help me is myself. Honestly, I think I'm afraid of being alone. Being by myself on valentines day, or just not having someone's hand to hold. Right now, I just need to relax and do my own thing. I need to stop lying to my sister than admitting what I did after...I need to stop venting to people about my problems when they probably don't even want to hear it. I'm just going to learn from this experience, take it in, and exept that it fucking happened. I dated a jerk. So what.
Love,
Jenny
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You rise, you fall and you rise again. One thing I've learned to embrace is that what don't kill ya' makes ya' more strong.
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