Lily Monroe
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The Worst Date
When I was little, I was never naive enough to believe the Disney, rose-colored idea of love; girl meets boy, boy slays dragon for girl, and they sing and dance into the sunset. I grew even further from this idea when I was in high school and realized how much I like girls too. Maybe I would be the one that ended up slaying the dragon. However, I always appreciated the fact the relationships were always healthy, compatible, and loyal. Those were the expectations I always had going into relationships in my adolescence. Eventually, these expectations were worn down. False hopes, broken hearts, cheating, lying, abuse and more followed the love life of a girl too young to know how to deal with it healthily. Two months after my 17th birthday, my heart was broken almost irreparably by a boy who promised me the world and stars in his hand for a year and a half, but instead blew dirt in my face. This was due to the fact he had fallen in love with another girl, the girl he also threw aside once the excitement had faded.
By Lily Monroe6 years ago in Humans