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"And I looked into his dark eyes and that's when I knew, I was fucked." I guess this is kind of going to turn into a rant. I hate when guys say they're looking for a good girl and then when they have her, don't know what to do with her. Kind of like girls with puppies and kittens. You can't just stop caring and paying attention to them and then decide you don't want them. . . I mean I guess you can, but it's a dick move. At least be honest about your intentions. You can't just Defile them. Get bored with them. Leave them out in the dirt. Forget about their existence. Act like they never happened. Tell them they're cute. Make them believe they're special. Tell them the previous one really lost a good one. Because that's how bitches are made. And no, I'm not talking about dogs or cats. I guess it was a short rant.

I regret everything. I regret ever saying yes to the first person to ask me out when I thought I was an ugly duck that nobody wanted. I regret regret accepting compliments from guys who I thought were just being nice and sensitive over my disgusting persona. I regret kissing the first boy to ever want to kiss me because he wanted to see how it was like. I regret listening to the problems and stressful situations of the guys I was into. I regret ever letting any of them touch me in a perverted manner. I regret enjoying it. I regret feeling safe in his arms. I regret ever meeting him. I regret ever making the first move to get closer to him. I regret telling him it's ok. I regret letting him know I'll be there whenever you need me. I regret having any feelings for you. I regret crying over you. And most importantly I regret ever meeting my dad. I regret listening to him about his days. I regret ever getting to know him. I regret it all.