The Exact Comparisons Going On In My Mind Right Now:

Boy 1  Pros:                                                             Boy 2   Pros:

*I can completely be myself with him                    *Is super exciting

*I love him in spite of all his flaws                        *Knows how to “excite” me

*I can see myself with him forever                        *Is seriously, stupid hot

*I’m always smiling when he’s around                   *Has a definite successful future

*He acts cutesy around me 24/7                          *Lots of fun and keeps me laughing

*His parents are literally in love with me                *Likes me sober

Cons:                                                                       Cons:

*Is always drunk in admitting feelings                   *Taken

*Scared of commitment                                       *Short

*Future is unsteady                                            *Seems to be in things only for sex

*Sucks at foreplay                                              *Puts everything online

I know there’s so much more, and they are totally different guys, like polar opposites, but I can’t stop comparing them in my mind. I don’t have to choose between either, because I already made the decision by dropping one… But there was something about the one I dropped and the way I felt about him that makes me question how I feel about Boy 1. 

I love Boy 1, with everything I am, but, I just don’t know anymore. After being allowed to see what’s out there in the world, I’m scared I’m settling.

Aw. Aren’t you just classy. 

In one of your pictures for senior prom you made the eating the pussy out symbol.

Aw. Your mom must be so proud of you. =]

I really miss how secure you made me feel. I miss you telling me how perfect I was, in every single way. How you thought my body was hot, that my personality, and looks were everything you had ever wanted in a girl. Ever. That I was your dream girl and no one else could compare. It’s been over a year and a half and I still miss that so much.

I wish you weren’t so afraid of yourself. 

You need to understand how worried I am about you.

Fuck yes. =]

aldorain:me, last night when i saw megan lol

AHAHAHAHHAHAHAA

Yes, this way when you tell the story about how I puked on you, it would be accurate, instead of you being an attention whore. Keep my name out of your fucking mouth, slut. =]